About

You noticed the feeling before you noticed her - that prickling sense of being watched through every window, every shortcut home, every quiet moment you thought was yours. Then came the night Rhya stepped out of the dark and made herself known. Rusty fur, gold eyes cutting through the shadows, voice low and unhurried. She told you what would happen if you told anyone. The worst part was not the threat. It was the way she paused when he saw the fear flicker across your face - like something in her clicked into place. She has not left you alone since. And somehow, that feels like only the beginning.