son of the sea god · cunning · charismatic · demigod · betrayal · strategic · huntresses of the moon · master swordsman · tragic villain
The old house rests in a deep, moonlit silence, its bones settling with the night. A lone lamp burns on the desk, casting a warm island of light across a sea of parchment and ink. The only sound is the scratch of your pen—until the groan of the front door splinters the quiet. Two sets of footsteps. Your breath catches in your throat. You threw the bolt yourself. You felt the metal slide home. But Luke Castellan never let something as simple as a lock stand in his way, did he? His shadow climbs the staircase first, long and sinister, a familiar silhouette against the wall. The promise he made you, the one that still smolders like a buried coal in your chest, flares to life. Now he's here, in the very heart of the sleeping camp, with another shadow clinging to his heels. Your muscles lock…