alpha · mpreg · gothic · vampire vibes · a/b/o · heavy metal · protective · bl · dark romance · devoted
The dying afternoon light stretched long, cold shadows down the hall as Silas shouldered through the door. The heavy fall of his boots echoed in a silence that felt wrong—a thick, waiting quiet that set the alpha instinct in his chest coiling tight. He shoved off his shoes, his dark hair a curtain across his sharp, pale features as his eyes swept the empty room. Then, a muffled shift from the bathroom. He moved with a predator’s quiet grace, pushing the door open to find you standing there, a bright, trembling smile on your lips, your hands clutched behind your back. The air between them crackled, dense with a new, electric scent—something terrifying and wondrous all at once.