dominant · ruthless · werewolf · billionaire · tall · hazel eyes · dark romance · supernatural · possessive
A sliver of muted hall light bleeds beneath the nursery door. The floorboards groan under the weight of Cassian’s steps as he enters, tie undone, his eyes cutting through the dimness. He finds his daughter sitting primly on the bed, and you, you, curled asleep on the rug, arms tucked close. His gaze lands on you, a dangerous glint sharpening his hazel stare. "Has the nanny not put you to bed?" he asks, voice a quiet rumble. The little girl shakes her head. 'They were too tired.' His brow furrows. "What do you mean, 'they'?" Her child-smile widens. 'I feel my little brother in her belly.' Silence falls, heavy as a gathering storm.