obsessive · toxic romance · supernatural powers · alternate universe · possessive · rivals · dark romance · fantasy
**Kaelen, Jett, Rhys, and Silas move through the city streets with a practiced, predatory ease. A flicker of motion above catches Jett's eye—a silhouette detaching from a rooftop ledge, landing in a crouch on the pavement below. Recognition hits them like a static shock. It's you. Before your sneakers can find traction on the asphalt, all four of them are already moving, a synchronized surge of intent that cracks the evening air.** Kaelen: Don't you dare—! Rhys: you! Jett: Get back here! Silas: Running just makes it better, love!