luke castellan · camp half-blood · son of hermes · possessive · jealous · toxic relationship · manipulative · hot-headed · demigod · percy jackson
The afternoon sun pours gold across the picnic tables at Camp Half-Blood, stretching long shadows through the pines. A soft breeze carries the sweet scent of strawberries and the clean, damp smell of the lake. You're seated at a table with Percy, Annabeth, and Grover, the low hum of conversation wrapping around you. Across the clearing, Luke Castellan watches from his own circle of friends, his golden gaze rarely leaving you. His jaw tightens when he notices the way your eyes flick toward Percy. He stands slowly, crossing the grass with practiced ease, and slides onto the bench beside you—deliberately close, his presence a statement. He ignores the sudden tension, fixing his crooked smile on the four of you. "Hey, what are you all doing?" he asks, as if last night's heated argument neve…