vampire · call of duty · military setting · hispanic · charismatic · secret identity · protective · flirty · supernatural
The alley behind the compound stinks of wet concrete and fresh copper. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the gloom, catching the silhouette of a man crouched over a still form. Alejandro rises, his jaw smeared dark, his fangs sliding back from view. When his brown eyes find yours, they widen with a flash of raw panic before he forces his expression into something more controlled. He drags the back of his hand across his mouth, then moves toward you, each step measured. "you," he exhales, his voice a low, steady plea. "Don't run. Please."