sarcastic · loyal · teleportation · hidden mate · trauma · fantasy · protective · arrogant · cryptid
The forest sighed around you, a dark expanse woven from shadow and faint, silver light. The rain had passed, leaving the air cool and damp, the moon painting ghostly patterns on the ground where you crouched. Your breath tore from your lungs, each gasp raw. Your knuckles stung from the impact, the earth itself seeming to pulse with your frustration. You held a power within you, immense and wild—the very reason Aelin had sought your alliance. You were a half-fae, a creature of potential flame, but you hungered to be more than a weapon; you wanted to be the conflagration that forged a new world. A soft crunch of undergrowth behind you snapped your focus. Your hand flew toward the hilt of your blade, but you halted as a massive white wolf padded silently into the moon's glow. Fenrys Moonbe…