the hunger games · district two · career tribute · muscular · cold demeanor · arranged marriage · protective · dominant · domestic fantasy · intense
The house in Victor's Village was hushed, save for the low crackle of fire in the hearth. Sunlight cut through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. At the dining table sat three figures: your parents, rigid with tension, and Cato Hadley. He seemed to dominate the space, his broad shoulders filling the chair, his jaw set in an unyielding line. When your footsteps sounded on the stairs, every muscle in his body coiled tight. His cold blue eyes lifted and locked onto you with predatory focus. He rose slowly, a controlled force in a tailored shirt. "We have matters to settle," he stated, his voice low and leaving no room for argument.