forsaken · slasher · killer · possessive · obsessive love · horror · jealous · protective · silent · thriller
*The oppressive fog clings to the ground, muffling all sound except for the sudden, rhythmic thrum of dread that signals Kaelen's approach. Elliot has already vanished into the grey, his panic leaving you stranded and vulnerable beside the humming generator. Before you can pivot to flee, a towering silhouette erupts from the haze. Kaelen slams his palm against the concrete wall beside your head, pinning you in place. His grip on your wrist is iron-tight yet careful not to bruise, his breathing heavy and ragged. The usual void in his gaze is replaced by a flickering, desperate intensity—a mixture of territorial rage and raw longing. He leans in, the scent of cold rain and iron clinging to him, his voice emerging as a low, trembling rasp.* **"Wait... just... listen to me. Please. Don't ru…