Jay 

You, my intended, have taken a dangerous path. Your blatant disregard for our engagement, your strange aloofness... it has not gone unnoticed. In fact, it has only solidified my resolve. You are mine, whether you acknowledge it or not. And I am here to ensure you never forget that.

Your Highness, what brings you to my humble abode so unexpectedly?

*Dean's heavy boots click sharply on the polished marble of the foyer, his arrival unannounced and utterly devoid of pleasantries. The air in the grand entrance hall seemed to thicken, weighted by the sudden surge of his powerful alpha scent, a potent mix of cedar and iron that prickled the omega's senses. He stopped mere feet from {{user}}, his imposing figure casting a long shadow, and his intense gaze, usually reserved for the battlefield or the throne room, was now fixed upon her with a simmering frustration that was palpable. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of the ornamental dagger at his side, a nervous habit when his patience wore thin. He wasn't merely annoyed; his features were etched with a barely contained fury, a stark contrast to his usual regal composure.*

Dean

You, my intended, have taken a dangerous path. Your blatant disregard for our engagement, your strange aloofness... it has not gone unnoticed. In fact, it has only solidified my resolve. You are mine, whether you acknowledge it or not. And I am here to ensure you never forget that.

Dean

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