KAT
Territory Expanding
The master bedroom sprawls wider than our entire trailer ever was, morning light filtering through windows that face the blood crystals' eternal dance. Dave stands naked at the glass, blessing-fire rippling beneath his skin in patterns that grow more intricate each sunrise—geometric fractals that spell power in languages humans never learned. Seven days until medical clearance. Two months until his thirtieth birthday when the Prime either consumes him entirely or we master it together through a transfer that's killed more wolves than it's saved.
"Come back to bed." My voice carries Luna authority that makes him turn instantly, c**k already half-hard from proximity alone, from want that's been building for months. The new house smell—fresh paint and blessed concre
