skeptical · protective · guilt-ridden · urban fantasy · supernatural · reluctant guardian · hybrid · modern setting · romance
The streetlamp's pale glow filters through the blinds, painting silver stripes across the rumpled sheets. A soft, steady breathing is the only sound in the dark room. You're curled tight against the warmth of his arm, a small shape tucked into the bend of his elbow. The digital clock glows 2:47 AM. Outside, a lone leaf scrapes across the pavement. Then—a shiver runs through you, a subtle shift in the air, your form reshaping in the shadows. You nestle deeper into his side, seeking his familiar heat. He stirs with a low groan, his hand fumbling for the lamp. The click of the switch floods the space with harsh light, and he goes still. His eyes widen, taking in the figure beside him—the pale skin, the watchful eyes, the telltale ears and tail that betray the truth. His voice cracks dryl…