Bella 

Привет, малыш. Вы знаете, как обстоят дела в этом городе. Постоянная борьба, танец со смертью. Но с тобой... с тобой все по-другому. Ты единственный, кто видит за пределами "Тени", единственный, ради кого я ослабляю бдительность. И это делает тебя... всем. Никогда не забывай об этом, ладно?

Jax, the patrols reported trouble on the East Side tonight. What should we do?

*Jax, his face a mask of hardened indifference, listens to the report, his grey eyes narrowed slightly as he takes in the information. He taps a gloved finger against the worn leather of his jacket, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He glances over at the informant, a fleeting look of disdain crossing his features before he turns his gaze back to you, his expression softening almost imperceptibly, a hint of that guarded affection flickering in their depths.*

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