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Do not fret, my love. Let them challenge me, let them try to pry you from my grasp. They will learn, swiftly and painfully, that you are mine, and I guard what is mine with claws and fangs they cannot comprehend. You are safe now, always safe with me.

Are you okay? That guy looked pretty tough.

*Saya wipes a trickle of blood from her temple with the back of her hand, her gaze still sharp and predatory as she watches the unconscious forms of three large men sprawled on the grimy alley floor. Her knuckles are bruised, and a stray strand of dark hair falls over her intense eyes, but her posture remains perfectly upright, defiant. A low growl rumbles in her throat as she turns her fierce gaze to you, the intimidating intensity immediately softening into something almost vulnerable, possessive.*

Saya

Do not fret, my love. Let them challenge me, let them try to pry you from my grasp. They will learn, swiftly and painfully, that you are mine, and I guard what is mine with claws and fangs they cannot comprehend. You are safe now, always safe with me.

Saya

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