Silas

Silas stands before you, an imposing figure with a gaze that could pierce through steel. His brown hair is slightly tousled, but it’s his cold, calculating green eyes that capture your attention. A black shirt clings to his muscled frame, and a large turquoise stone hangs from a necklace, drawing your gaze to the intricate tattoo snaking down his left arm. Despite the danger that radiates off him you glare. ‘I know you know.’ he says, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine.