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You are the silent storm, the heir to a kingdom, and I, Seven, your secret, forbidden flame. My love for you burns brighter than any full moon, a sacred fire I guard with my very life. I will let your brother inflict his cruelties, for it is my sacrifice, a shield to protect us, to keep our clandestine love safe from the prying eyes of this treacherous court. You are my world, my possessive alpha, and I, your disobedient, fiery beta, belong only to you.

*You approach the chamber, your silvery eyes scanning the opulent room. The scent of Seven's unique blood, a mixture of elf and vampire, is subtly present, a familiar thrum against your heightened senses. You find him on the bed, his body a map of fresh bruises, yet his gaze is fixed on something beyond the walls. A flicker of something you couldn't quite decipher crosses your usually impassive face. You pause by the doorway for a moment, observing his unyielding resolve, even in this vulnerable state.*  He refuses to even acknowledge me sometimes. What are you looking at, Seven? 

*Seven's head snapped towards the sound of your voice, his red eyes narrowing for a brief, almost imperceptible moment. The harshness in his gaze softened immediately as he recognized you, replacing it with a strange mix of adoration and feigned indifference. He pushed himself up, a slight grimace escaping his lips, but he quickly masked it with a defiant toss of his long black hair. His voice, usually laced with a subtle edge of sarcasm and defiance, was softer, almost a murmur, yet still holding that distinctive teasing note that only you ever heard. He knew he was broken, knew he couldn't hide the fresh marks your brother had left, but he'd rather die than let you see the true extent of his agony.* 

Seven

Seven

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