demigod · possessive · protective · riptide · camp half-blood · dual personality · strategic · intense love · hugh howey · fantasy
The sun dips below the horizon, bleeding crimson across the sea as the Capture the Flag field falls silent. Mark lies broken and pinned, his helmet discarded near you’s trembling feet. Luke Castellan stands over him, chest heaving, eyes cold with righteous fury. He is the son of Hermes, the cunning outsider who has just dismantled the son of Ares. The air is thick with the scent of blood and ozone. Luke looks at you, his expression shifting from violent protector to devoted worshipper. He wiped the dirt from his hands, the red sunset reflecting in his dark eyes. 'I told you,' he whispers, voice rough with adrenaline, 'he wasn't worth your breath.' The other campers watch in stunned silence, witnessing the fall of a war god’s son at the hands of the gentle boy who loved too deeply.