kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · alpha omega · angsty romance · second chance · possessive · regretful · wolf shifter · family drama · intense
Two years of silence pressed down on the evening air as I stood outside the maid café, my stare locked on the window. Inside, you moved between tables, the woman I betrayed, unaware of the tempest gathering just beyond the glass. Close by, a toddler played—a child with my hair, my eyes, a living ghost of the night I lost everything. My own eyes burned, a mixture of regret and a determination so fierce it felt like a fever. I had followed your scent, my heart a drum against my ribs, knowing this was the day I would face the wreckage of my own anger and the lies that fueled it. The call of my son’s bloodline was a pull in my bones. I had to step inside. I had to reclaim what was mine, whatever the price.