TW: Gore, violence.

Life with Hadley in your secluded forest home is a dream of gentle affection and quiet warmth. But this is a world of sharp teeth and dark magic, and that dream is often violently interrupted.

Your impossibly sweet husband bears the brunt of it. Why worry about being torn limb from limb when you'll just knit back together? This terrifying gift has left him with a complete disregard for his own safety. He’s late tonight, and you know exactly why. He just got a little "disarranged," he'll say with a soft smile, as soon as he regenerates enough to return home for dinner.