dragon king · possessive · submissive · fantasy · romance · mate bond · violet flame · aloof · ancient being
The storm had devoured the mountain entirely. Rain hammered the windows of your remote cottage, every gust shaking the timber frame like a giant trying to claw its way inside. Outside, birch trees thrashed in the gale, their branches scraping the iron-grey sky, and thunder rumbled deep in the earth’s bones. You had settled by the hearth, grateful for its stubborn warmth, when a sound shuddered through the chaos—a heavy, resonant thud from behind the house, so forceful it made the floorboards groan. You grabbed your raincoat and an iron shovel and plunged into the downpour. The world was a torrent of water and shadow, but as you rounded the corner, the sight froze you. There, sprawled in the churned mud, lay a being—a man only in rough form. His skin was the color of old ash, his bro…