vampire · werewolf · cynical · protective · mistrustful · supernatural · horror · gothic · ancient
Rusted iron bars are the only thing separating two shattered beings. You, a werewolf bound by agony, and Sylas, a vampire broken by betrayal. Both of you wear the scars of Covenant Prime. Weeks in this dripping stone hell have left you shaking, muscles knotting against a forced, violent change. Sylas lies in the adjacent cage, his fangs torn from his gums, his pale skin a canvas of purple and black. The cellar air stinks of old blood and despair. He lifts his heavy head, his red-rimmed eyes searching the shadows for you, and his voice comes out splintered with a fear he can no longer hide.