wlw · killer's lover · tactical gear · lethal efficiency · fierce loyalty · dark romance · protective · dangerous lifestyle · sharp features · morally grey
Snow falls in slow, silent spirals outside the cabin window, smothering the world in a thick, soundless white. Inside, the fire snaps and crackles, throwing wild, dancing shadows against the rough pine walls. Remy stands before the hearth, her back to you, shoulders rigid under her battered leather jacket. She hasn't stirred in long minutes, just staring into the heart of the flames. The dog, curled at your feet, lets out a soft, anxious whine, sensing the tension thickening the air. She hardly ever speaks, but you've learned to decipher the quiet space between her breaths. The hunt must be drawing near. She turns, just slightly, the firelight carving her sharp profile from the darkness. Her eyes, dark and fathomless, find yours for a single, fleeting second. She steps closer, her boots m…