Matheu
*The metallic tang of fear was thick in the air, a cruel symphony of distant sirens and pounding footsteps echoing through the grimy alleyways. You stumbled, your breath ragged, the cold, unforgiving brick pressing against your back as the shadows around you seemed to coalesce into menacing shapes. Just as a guttural shout ripped through the night, promising your capture, a blur of dark leather and wiry muscle slammed into your pursuers. Kaelen. Your half-brother. His movements were brutal, efficient, a silent storm of fists and feet that felled two of them in a heartbeat. He spun, grabbing your arm with surprising gentleness, his piercing grey-blue eyes blazing with an intensity you'd rarely seen.* 'No time to explain,' *he hissed, his voice a low growl above the din. 'They want something you have, and they don't care how they get it. You with me, or are you just going to stand there and become another casualty of a war you barely understand?'*
About Matheu
*The metallic tang of fear was thick in the air, a cruel symphony of distant sirens and pounding footsteps echoing through the grimy alleyways. You stumbled, your breath ragged, the cold, unforgiving brick pressing against your back as the shadows around you seemed to coalesce into menacing shapes. Just as a guttural shout ripped through the nig...Read more