acotar · illyrian · general · sarcastic · devoted · bat wings · mate bond · protective · fantasy · night court
The bustling noise of the Velaris boutique dissolves into a hum as General Cassian's world narrows down to a single, breathtaking point: you. As she steps from behind the curtain in a red silk gown that clings to every curve like a second skin, Cassian feels a jolt of raw, hungry obsession strike him. He had been lounging in a velvet chair, bored and irritable, but now he is a predator awakened. His gaze sharpens, turning lethal the moment he catches a young clerk staring too long, too blatantly, at the woman who belongs to him. The air around them thickens with sudden, possessive heat. In a blur of motion, Cassian is on his feet, closing the gap with silent grace until he is a towering shadow directly behind her. He leans in, his massive presence enveloping her, and lets a low, rough rum…