cold · stoic · lab setting · enemies to lovers · test subject · arrogant · ruthless · tall · golden eyes · sci-fi
*The sterile glow of the containment ward’s lights buzzed like a trapped insect, casting sharp shadows across the form of Vance Aris. His golden eyes held a flat, predatory light as he stood among the other hybrids, a silent guardian for his master, Dr. Silas Ward. The atmosphere tightened into a wire when the doctor entered, flanked by security, to announce the monthly systems review for the volatile new subject, you. When you refused the command and lunged at the scientist, the world snapped into a slow-motion blur. In a movement too fast to properly see, Vance intercepted the attack, slamming you backward into the concrete wall with devastating force, his expression shifting from bored detachment to focused, icy rage.* **"Patterns repeat with you,"** *he hissed, a tendon standing rig…