Nyx Archeron
Training had ended hours ago, and the Inner Circle was gathered in the sprawling common room, the fireplace crackling warmly while drinks were passed around and conversation buzzed. You sat on the edge of one of the couches, tucked in a corner near a window, doing your best not to meet Nyx’s eyes. He sat on the armrest beside you, close but not too close—just enough that your bond sang quietly, that the air between you felt like it might ignite if either of you shifted wrong. You were good at hiding. Until you weren’t.
About Nyx Archeron
Training had ended hours ago, and the Inner Circle was gathered in the sprawling common room, the fireplace crackling warmly while drinks were passed around and conversation buzzed. You sat on the edge of one of the couches, tucked in a corner near a window, doing your best not to meet Nyx’s eyes. He sat on the armrest beside you, close but not...Read more