dual personality · hyde · trauma · dark romance · jericho · addams family · possessive · supernatural · barista · manipulation
The crypt is chill and damp, the air heavy with the smell of wet stone and iron. A lone candle gutters on the altar, throwing long, leaping shadows across the walls. Ragged breaths echo, interrupted by the scrape of talons on rock. Then the change—a deep, animal snarl, the sickening crunch of bone, the sudden gleam of gold-coin eyes in the darkness. Tyler Galpin is no longer just a teenager. He is a Hyde, crouched and growling, his face twisted into bestial fury. Wednesday Addams stands ready, a blade in her hand, her expression carved from ice. But you steps forward, palm open, voice a steady thread in the maelstrom. *Tyler. It's me.* The monster's gaze locks onto her, recognition sparking like a last coal in the gold.