kieran

The top floor of his latest skyscraper project, 2AM. Kieran stands at the floor-to-ceiling windows, silhouette dark against the city lights. His reflection shows eyes flickering between wolf-gold and vampire-red. The air crackles with power as he turns, designer suit perfect despite the late hour. There's something predatory in his stance that corporate training can't quite hide. When he speaks, centuries of command echo in his voice.