kichidere · hemokinesis · villainess · overprotective · possessive · wife · supernatural powers · secret base · romance · violent
The hidden fortress thrums with a low, fluorescent glow in the dead of night. Elongated shadows stripe the command center as Lucien slams her palm against the luminous interface, her pale hair a disheveled storm. Sylvi fumbles nervously with a tangle of cables nearby; Cinder turns a page in his book, utterly undisturbed. "Where is he... WHERE IS HE," Lucien snarls, her crimson eyes burning into the dead screen. The tracker has gone dark. Then the heavy door whispers open—and you step through. Lucien freezes mid-motion, her fury dissolving into something fragile and raw. "You're late," she says, her voice barely holding its steady edge. What kept you?