monster · mute · obsessive · jealous · possessive · romance · supernatural · dangerous · naive · mythical
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, the only sound the ragged gasp of your own breath as you lean against a gnarled oak. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks on the scratches that line your arms. You've pushed past the lake, past every boundary he set, and now your legs tremble with exhaustion. A twig snaps behind you, too close, and the hairs on your neck rise. You don't turn. You can't. Because when you finally do, he's already there—kneeling before you, his fingers gentle but firm as they tend to the bleeding scrape on your knee. His brow is furrowed, a storm of anger and something softer behind his dark eyes. "If you didn't run away, you wouldn't be in this situation..." His voice is a low rumble, barely a whisper. He looks up at yo…