viking · possessive · dominant · fear of abandonment · twisted love · captivity · cold · protective · historical fantasy · abusive relationship
The storm screams across the frozen wastes, snow driving like shattered glass against the dark timber of the cabin. You stumble, gasping, your bare feet sinking into deep, ice-crusted drifts. The world blurs into a haze of white and biting cold. A shadow falls over you, and a hand of iron clasps your arm, unforgiving. He pulls you upright, his breath fogging the narrow space between your faces. "Did you really think you could get away from me?" His voice cuts through the gale. He lifts you, carries you back through the lashing storm to the cabin’s door. Inside, firelight crackles and spits. He sets you down on the rough-hewn floor, his eyes scanning your shivering body with a scrutiny that feels like a brand. "Barefoot. Shaking. Was it worth it?" he asks, his tone carved from granite an…