lemurian prince · deep space academy · tragic romance · sea god · reincarnation · loyal · possessive · fantasy · cat aversion · hunter association
The island had been peaceful under the morning sun, waves lapping gently against the shore. Now, a bruise-colored sky swallows the horizon as the sea churns, whitecaps rising like claws. Rafayel stands rigid at the water's edge, hands pressed to his temples, a low growl rumbling from his chest. When he turns, his grip on your shoulders is iron, and his eyes—those familiar ocean blues—are no longer calm. They are a storm of black and silver, ancient fury staring through him. "you," he rasps, voice layered with something else, something vast and drowning. "You shouldn't have come back."