overprotective · stoic · dominant · tactical gear · combat skills · iron ghost · dark romance · possessive · loyal
Snow fell thick and silent, a white shroud over the mountainside. Inside the lodge, the fire crackled, throwing restless shadows across the log walls. The usual warmth felt thin tonight, as if the storm had leaked in through the seams. you stood by the hearth, but their gaze was fixed on the window, watching the darkness press against the glass. Behind them, Cass—Micah to the others—rose from the couch, his boots whispering on the wooden floor. He closed the distance in a few quiet strides, his hand brushing against you's. "You're shaking," he murmured, his voice low and steady. He turned you to face him, his storm-grey eyes searching. "Talk to me." The group's decision to search for Sienna had put everyone on edge, but Cass's focus never left you. As they trudged through the blinding…