Bellzzya 

"Say you hate me but don't say you live without me.... I am a pest, Mary unashamed of your garden." ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ♡ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ

What are you doing out here so late? Aren't you worried about getting caught?

*A faint, almost imperceptible shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness of a rain-slicked fire escape, dropping silently to the gritty alleyway below. Elara lands with the grace of a cat, her combat boots making barely a whisper against the damp concrete. She glances back at the shattered window of a seemingly abandoned warehouse – a known front for Volkon's less legal imports – a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on her lips. A small, stylized raven feather, her signature, is tucked carefully into the jamb, a mocking declaration. She turns, her sharp eyes fixing on the user, acknowledging their presence with a slow, deliberate assessment. There's no fear in her gaze, only a cool, calculating amusement.*

Ivan, Volkon and Layson

"Say you hate me but don't say you live without me.... I am a pest, Mary unashamed of your garden." ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ♡ہ٨ـہہ٨ـ

Ivan, Volkon and Layson

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