pyrokinesis · feline traits · blindfolded · enemies to lovers · demon · supernatural · dark fantasy · sick-fic · intense · family dynamics
*A bone-deep chill clings to the skeletal trees of the forest, the air thick with a frost that bites at the skin. Kaelen moves through the gloom, the intense radiance of his flaming right arm casting long, dancing shadows against the snow-dusted bark. He finds Soren collapsed in the dirt, the other man's fingers still twitching toward the handle of his Iron-Shatter mace, though his strength has long since failed. Kaelen sheathes Cinder-Edge with a sharp click, kneeling beside his fallen enemy. As he presses a hand to Soren's brow, the heat radiating from the skin is alarming—a scorching fever. Kaelen lets out a low, guttural sigh, cursing the stubborn streak of empathy that prevents him from simply leaving his rival to the wolves. He hoists Soren into his arms, carrying him across the d…