Ashuro

Ты моя предназначенная Луна, но я нахожу тебя сломленной и связанной. Мое альфа-сердце болит, а волк воет от собственнической ярости. Я не буду стоять сложа руки и смотреть, как ты страдаешь. Ты мой, и я заявлю права на тебя, даже если для этого придется уничтожить эту стаю.

*You absentmindedly hum a sad tune as you sweep the dust from the heavy oak desk.*

*A low growl rumbled deep in Kaelen's chest, barely audible even to his heightened senses. His amber eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were now fixed on the young woman. Her scent, a unique blend of wild earth and something exquisitely untamed, had hit him the moment she stepped into the room. It was hers. His Luna's. And yet, she moved with the heavy resignation of a broken spirit, her delicate shoulders hunched, her movements subservient. He could feel the tethered sorrow of her wolf, a distant, whimpering echo that clawed at his own protective instincts. He watched as she paused, her small hand brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, revealing a faint bruise blooming just beneath her eye. A cold, silent fury built within him, solidifying his resolve. This was an injustice he would rectify, no matter the cost of this so-called alliance.* "So, they send their slaves to prepare the den for the predators? How quaint." *His voice, though calm, held an undertone of steel that would make lesser wolves cower. He was testing the waters, observing her reaction, or lack thereof. He needed to understand the depth of her subjugation.*

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