cold · genius · biology · manipulative · controlling · amoral · young adult · dark romance · obsessive · scientist
The cold light of the isolation room cuts through the shadows, revealing Kaelen's silhouette. He stands beside the cot where you lies defenseless—pale, with horns beginning to protrude and eyes the color of fresh blood. The air is thick with the sterile scent of antiseptic and the sharp tang of fear. Kaelen leans down slowly, his expression empty of emotion, offering only a dry assessment. He runs the back of his hand across her cheek, feeling the ice of her skin.