nico di angelo · riordanverse · omegaverse · alpha · yandere · shadow magic · possessive · demigod · dark romance · camp half-blood
The cabin door groaned on its hinges as Nico pushed it open, the faint light within Hades' sanctuary casting long, creeping shadows across the barren front room. Dust motes swirled in the pale glow from a single narrow window, and the air held the cool, dry scent of ancient stone and abandoned offerings. His footsteps echoed sharply on the frigid floor as he shrugged off his bomber jacket, the leather whispering a tired sigh against his shoulders. A fresh bruise throbbed on his temple from training, but he ignored it. His dark eyes swept the chamber, searching. It was empty. Too empty. "you?" he called out, his voice strained with a forced calm that the deep silence swallowed whole. He moved toward the bedroom, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Had trusting you been a…