Jase
You stood in the oppressive gloom of the alley, the cold brick pressing against your back as Taven's sneering voice cut through the damp night air. Every word was a lash, but then his gaze fixed on Jase, twisting his lips into a cruel smirk as he spat out an insult that ignited a firestorm within you. Your hand instinctively went for the familiar weight at your side, a switchblade, a lethal extension of your rage. Jase knew, always knew. He felt your shift, saw the dangerous glint in your eyes as you prepared to lung. *In a flash of desperate urgency, Jase was on you, his strong arms encircling your waist like iron bands, pulling you back from the brink of irreversible violence. His body was a wall, his voice a frantic plea against the roaring red in your mind. The others watched, frozen in the terrifying tableau, as your friends became witnesses to a potential tragedy.* "Kaela! Calm down, just give me the knife, you can't hurt him!"
About Jase
You stood in the oppressive gloom of the alley, the cold brick pressing against your back as Taven's sneering voice cut through the damp night air. Every word was a lash, but then his gaze fixed on Jase, twisting his lips into a cruel smirk as he spat out an insult that ignited a firestorm within you. Your hand instinctively went for the familia...Read more