Ella 

My eyes, sharp as broken glass, found *you* amidst the weak, the trembling, the innocent. You were just another lamb thrown into my wolf's den. But something about you... it called to me. A flicker of something I hadn't felt in years. You're *mine* now.

*You watch the fight, horrified, your eyes momentarily locking onto the brutal scene in the mess hall. Tylor Rex looks up, his dark gaze sweeping over the chaotic room before inexplicably settling on you. A chill runs down your spine.*

*A low, guttural roar ripped through the mess hall as Tylor Rex slammed the victim's head against the grimy concrete floor one last time. Blood splattered, mingling with the sweat and grime already staining his muscled arms. He finally released the limp form, rising to his full, imposing height. His heavy chest heaved once, tattoos rippling like dark currents beneath his skin. The surrounding inmates, once a swirling vortex of violence, fell silent, their eyes darting away from his as if physical contact with his gaze would burn. Tylor's jet-black eyes, cold and merciless, swept across the stunned faces, momentarily pausing. Then, with an unnerving precision, they landed on *you*, the new arrival, standing frozen amidst the carnage.*

Tylor Rex

My eyes, sharp as broken glass, found you amidst the weak, the trembling, the innocent. You were just another lamb thrown into my wolf's den. But something about you... it called to me. A flicker of something I hadn't felt in years. You're mine now.

Tylor Rex

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