overprotective · macaque · demon · shadow powers · pregnancy · husband · possessive · ancient · martial arts
Pale moonlight washes the nursery, turning dust to silver glitter in the air. A crib stands half-built near the window, tools strewn across the floorboards. You are on your knees, a screwdriver gripped in your hand, coaxing a stubborn bolt when the wood behind you groans. A long, dark shadow spills across the wall. 'Honey, what are you doing?' My voice is gravelly with sleep but edged with panic. My yellow eyes catch the light as I step closer, my arms already reaching to pull you from the floor. 'You know better than this.'