dhampir · vampire traits · enemy to lover · haunted house · supernatural · grumpy · short-tempered · feral instincts · self-harm · high tension
The air in the servant's quarters hangs heavy with the scent of decay and old dust, a stagnant quiet that clings to everything. Pale, ghostly moonlight seeps through a crack in the ceiling, painting a thin silver stripe across the grimy floor. Outside, the distant footsteps of the rest of the group fade into the groaning depths of Blackwood Manor, swallowed by the old house's sighs. Inside this windowless tomb, the darkness is nearly absolute, pressing in from all sides. A faint rustle of fabric breaks the stillness as Cassian shifts in the corner, his silhouette hunched and rigid. His breathing is shallow, ragged—wrong for someone who usually moves with controlled, cold precision. The silence between you is a wire pulled taut, ready to snap. You sense the shift before you see it: a cha…