obsessive · yandere · dominant · possessive · dark romance · gothic · aristocratic · supernatural · psychological · enigma caste
The night breathed heavily over Mist City, a sick pulse vibrating between the cracked asphalt and flickering neon signs. The air was a thick slurry of gasoline, dried blood, and fresh gunpowder drifting down from the rooftops. Atop a building consumed by flames, the fire licked the shadows with a starving hunger. Amidst this silent inferno, two silhouettes remained. Valerius Thorne, the Sovereign, stood in impeccable black, his shirt open against a pale chest, his grey eyes alight with a glow that outshone the blaze. Opposite him stood you, an Alpha with a gaze like frozen steel, body coiled like a spring ready to snap. The flames danced between them, mute witnesses to the tension. Valerius stepped forward, slow and deliberate, as if time itself were his servant. "You could stay," he murm…