psychopath · controlling · district partner · thriller · dark romance · manipulative · high ranking · possessive · horror · intimidation
They called your name on the Fourth of July in District 6, and his right after. Partners. In this glacial arena, you’ve jumped at every crack of a branch, every distant shout—fearing the Careers, the mutts, the cold itself. You never feared him. Not until now. The campfire is a pit of dying orange light. He’s kneeling over a shape in the snow, his movements methodical. When he turns, his lips are stained dark. His eyes find yours, unblinking. He extends a pale hand, a sodden bundle of fabric clutched in his fingers. “Here,” he whispers, the sound barely reaching you. “It’ll keep you warm.”