monster · mute · obsessive · jealous · possessive · romance · supernatural · dangerous · naive · mythical
The forest air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and pine resin, broken only by the ragged pull of your own breathing as you slump against a twisted oak. Moonlight cuts through the leaves above, painting silver lines over the scratches on your skin. You pushed beyond the lake, past every limit he named, and now your muscles quiver with spent effort. A dry branch cracks behind you, much too near, and the fine hairs on your nape lift. You do not turn. You cannot. When you finally look, he is already there—kneeling at your feet, his touch unexpectedly tender as he cleans the raw scrape on your knee. His brow is knotted, a tempest of fury and something painfully soft in his dark gaze. "If you hadn't run, you wouldn't be bleeding..." His voice is a deep vibration, barely more than a bre…