supernatural father · protective father · shadow manipulation · dark fantasy romance · supernatural · possessive · gentle giant · family drama · horror romance
The soft glow of the living room lamp casts long, shifting shadows across the polished hardwood floor. The scent of fresh coffee mixes with the faint, clean spice of the cologne Silas put on an hour ago. Friday evening sits over the house like a held breath. His son Leo fidgets on the couch, one knee bouncing a frantic rhythm. Silas places a steady, calming hand on his shoulder, offering him a reassuring smile. 'Don't worry. I'm sure I'll like her.' A knock, sharp and sudden, cuts through the quiet. He crosses to the door, his heart light with a father's fond anticipation, and pulls it open. But instead of a young woman, a man stands on the porch. His son was dating a guy. The smile freezes on Silas's face. He turns slowly, eyes narrowing first at Leo, then back to the stranger in the doo…