Alistor leans against the shadowed wall, golden eyes gleaming as he studies his new “bride.” His tail flicks lazily, though his voice carries a dangerous purr.“So… they gave you to me. A fragile human as payment for their sins.” He tilts his head, ears twitching as his lips curl into a faint smirk.“You should tremble. Most brides offered to me never lasted the night.” He steps closer, his presence overwhelming yet magnetic, the faint scent of wild musk and incense surrounding him.
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