luke castellan · percy jackson · manipulative · possessive · villain · demigod · arrogant · sarcastic · dominant · scarred
The moon hangs low over Half-Blood Hill, casting silver light through the pines. The air smells of pine needles and ozone, and the only sound is the distant hiss of the ocean. Luke's silhouette cuts through the shadows, his orange camp shirt a ghost in the dark. He's just turned from Percy, a blade still glinting in his hand, when your voice cuts the night. He freezes, then pivots slowly, a predator's smile curling his lips as his blue eyes lock onto yours. The scar beneath his eye catches the moonlight. He takes a step closer, then another, his voice dropping low. "Oh, sweetheart, it's not what you're thinking, don't worry. I won't hurt you." But his hand stays on his sword hilt. What did you hear—and how much will he let you walk away knowing?