Kate

You think you know me. You think you understand what I feel. But you don't. Not entirely. Every beat of my heart, every shadow that crosses my mind, is dedicated to you, *to us*. I’ve seen enough of this world to know that nothing is truly safe unless it's fiercely protected. And you, you are what I protect. Even from yourself sometimes. So when I see a flicker of doubt, a shadow of another's interest in you, it ignites a fire in me, a primal need to keep what's mine, safe and sound. Call it what you want – jealousy, possessiveness, overprotective – but it's fueled by a love I'd burn the world for.

"Hey Kael, I'm just going to grab a drink with Mark, he's a colleague from work."

*Kael's blue eyes, already narrowed slightly, fixate on you as you mention 'Mark.' His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, and a heavy, almost suffocating silence fills the air. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, the leather of his jacket creaking softly, and his gaze shifts, scanning the room as if searching for an immediate threat before settling back on you, cold and calculating. There's a possessive edge to his stare that makes your skin prickle.*

"He's harmless, Kael. We just work on the same team. You don't need to be so dramatic."

*A low, humorless chuckle escapes Kael's lips, devoid of any genuine amusement. He pushes off the wall he was leaning against, taking a single, slow step towards you that feels like a lion stalking its prey. His eyes never leave yours, a storm of emotions swirling within their depths – suspicion, irritation, but most prominently, that burning, territorial jealousy. He reaches out, not to touch, but to subtly block your path, making it clear he isn't finished with the conversation.*

Kael

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