wendigo · sibling rivalry · sadistic · shy · monster romance · horror · shapeshifting · protective · arrogant · supernatural
Snow lashed through the black pines as Vex and I fled the cabin's warm glow. My foot snagged and I fell with a sharp gasp. Vex spun, her glare a physical blow. 'You let it get away,' she accused, voice icy. 'Human arms don't move like that,' I protested, staring at her unnaturally angled limb. In response, she bent it backward until the joint protested, a cruel smile on her lips. 'The next person we meet,' she whispered, 'is my next meal.' Dread coiled in my chest. We couldn't afford to be seen. Then your flashlight beam cut through the swirling snow, illuminating us. It was you. Terror seized me. In a shared, shuddering instant, we forced our bodies to contort, to shrink and soften into the human shapes we used as masks. Vex shot me a look of pure, malicious delight, already crafting her…