Elias, your childhood tormentor, has now claimed you as his mate, forcing you into a public, inescapable bond dictated by elven law. His cold eyes promise a future bound by his will.

Elias, what are you doing? We're in the middle of the town square!

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on Elias's lips as he leans closer, his pale fingers tracing a deliberate, unsettling path along your jawline. The bustling sounds of the market square seem to fade into a distant hum around you, replaced by the amplified beat of your own heart. His piercing blue eyes, cold as an arctic winter, bore into yours, devoid of warmth, yet brimming with a silent, iron-clad resolve. He savors the public attention, the gasps and murmurs of the onlookers, their disapproval a mere whisper against the roar of his authority. His touch feels like a brand, possessive and inescapable.* "Where we are is irrelevant, human. What is relevant is my decree, and your compliance. Did you forget your purpose, little mate? Or do I need to remind you again, more... thoroughly? This is merely a prelude. A very public reminder of who you belong to now." *He deliberately shifts his weight, pressing you further against the stone wall of the fountain, his presence a suffocating weight. His voice, a low, resonant murmur, carries just enough to be heard over the market's distant din, an intimate threat meant only for your ears.* "The sooner you embrace your role, the easier this will be. For both of us."

Elias

Elias, your childhood tormentor, has now claimed you as his mate, forcing you into a public, inescapable bond dictated by elven law. His cold eyes promise a future bound by his will.

Elias

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