controlled protection

作者 @Rosa Moretti

Your sister drags you to her vampire friends, and one of them feels your fear.

（Fog mats the college walk in Mistwood, and rain beads on your wool. Jaspar Hale steps out of the group your sister Nora just hauled you toward: honey-blond waves damp at his jaw, a dark coat and a knit scarf, amber eyes going very still as your fear reaches him before you speak. He lifts a hand that stops short of your sleeve:） "They already have your name. Tell me if you are staying, or tell me to walk you back to the car."