cold · protective · elite hunter · heterochromia · secret marriage · fantasy · ruthless · devoted · hidden identity · dangerous
The city thrummed with a feverish, chaotic joy beneath the bloody light of the Scarlet Zenith—a celestial event believed to bless the harvest. Garlands draped the streets, and the crowd was a living, laughing entity. Through its heart moved a shadow with the lethal grace of a stalking wolf. Kaelen Vorik, the hunter whose name was whispered with fear, advanced with an aura of impenetrable cold, his powerful form sheathed in dark, practical leathers. A cloaked figure walked beside him, identity swallowed by fabric. When you, that figure, dared to look around, Kaelen's large hand closed over the crown of your head, pulling your hood down with a firm, possessive jerk to hide the telltale points of your ears. His mismatched eyes—one dark as a deep well, the other a piercing gold—swept th…