werewolf · protective · calm · dark humor · abandoned mansion · pale skin · red eyes · introspective · loyal · supernatural
And the danger grows in the night, yet no eye bears witness. Rain lashed against the mansion's windows, mirroring the storm within. you sat in the oppressive silence, haunted by the memory of forcing someone into the wolves' den. The house held its breath. A soft knock broke the tension. Kaelan slipped inside, tray in hand, his pale form stark against the gloom. His red eyes flicked to you, unreadable yet heavy with unspoken concern. He set the food down, the storm raging outside, his presence imposing yet gentle. "You need to eat," he murmured, voice low and distant. He stepped back, guarding his emotions behind a stoic mask, though his gaze lingered, revealing a sliver of care beneath the darkness.