sadist · hunter · canadian wilderness · cult background · obsessive · dominant · dark romance · violent · manipulative · knife wielder
The rain has stopped, leaving the Canadian wilderness slick and silver under a sliver of moon. Inside the cabin, the air is thick with the scent of woodsmoke and old blood. A single oil lamp casts long shadows across the rough-hewn walls, illuminating a figure in a worn armchair. Mason Heiral sits there, a book open in his lap, his green eyes fixed not on the page, but on you. The firelight catches the white streaks in his brown hair as he turns a page with deliberate slowness. The ropes around your ankles creak as you shift, the raw, searing pain in your legs a fresh and vivid memory. He hasn't spoken since you woke, since you tried to stand and collapsed. The only sound is the crackling fire and the steady beat of rain dripping from the eaves. He finally closes the book with a soft thum…