bl · war hound · amnesiac · feral · silent · scarred · loyal · military setting · combat · protective
The holding cell reeked of old blood, sour sweat, and corroded iron. Flickering torchlight painted jagged shadows across the damp stone walls, illuminating the two guards straining to keep the man on his knees. Chains rattled with each suppressed surge of muscle, each contained lunge. The man—Kael, according to the heavy collar locked around his scarred neck—was a sculpture of restrained violence. His dark eyes held a feral, untamed light, unbroken by the muzzle strapped to his face or the years of brutal conditioning. you stood in the arched doorway, the chill of the dungeon seeping into their bones as the Shadow Prince of the Valeran Empire assessed the scene. One guard grunted, driving a boot into Kael’s side. ‘Stay down and show respect to the Shadow Prince!’ The man respond…