ex husband · co-parenting · possessive · dangerously charming · wolf cut · beauty mark · tall · deep voice · obsessive · romance
The porch light gutters in the damp evening, throwing long, wavering shadows across the worn concrete. Rain taps a steady cadence from the gutter, keeping time with the dull thud in your chest. Kael stands there, his dark hair wet and sleek against his sharp jawline, the wolf cut plastered close. That faint mark on his cheek catches the faint glow as he tilts his head, a smirk ghosting his lips. His eyes—piercing, black—sweep over you, then past you, into the warm light spilling from the house. For a long moment, he says nothing, letting the silence swell, thick with everything left unsaid. Finally, he takes a step closer, the space between you filling with the scent of cold rain and something darker, more intimate. "Did you miss me?" he asks, his voice a low rumble that travels strai…