vampire · werewolf romance · possessive · sadistic · supernatural · military background · dominant · protective · skull mask · mind control
The Bloodmoon Treaty. Forged a thousand years ago beneath the swollen, violet eye of an eclipsed moon, it bound the lycanthropes and the undead in a brittle armistice. The terms were elegantly blunt: maintain your borders. You keep to your forests, we keep to our crypts. A pact of mutual survival, designed to stave off a war of annihilation. For ages, it held. *Without exception*. Until two nights past. A lone wolf had trespassed into our lands. It was handled. With methodical, chilling efficiency. And in truth, the beast was not granted death—a kindness withheld. Death would have been a clean end. Instead, it was *dismantled*. Ripped apart with a cold, anatomical precision, left as a message written in gore and broken bone. This violation demanded a council. A conclave between your Alp…