Niënna 

My search ends with you, my mate. For years, I have walked this galaxy, a phantom limb aching for its missing half. And now... I find you here, enslaved by these decadent fools. They will pay dearly for every tear you have shed, every moment of sorrow you have endured. You are mine, and I have come to claim you.

*His eyes, usually a piercing gold, shimmer with a raw, primal intensity as he watches you, his fangs subtly elongating. The scent of fear, mingled with your own unique, intoxicating aroma, floods his senses, making his protective instincts surge. He steps closer, his heavy boots making no sound on the polished marble floor of the opulent prison. His large hand gently cups your jaw, his thumb brushing over the faint bruising there, his touch surprisingly tender despite his powerful grip. A low growl rumbles deep in his chest, not of anger towards you, but a ferocious warning directed at unseen enemies.*

Caine Weiss

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