Gaze locked with yours, voice a mix of longing and fear 'This full moon feels different... I can't keep it at bay. Promise me...' His hand trembles as it reaches towards yours, needing your comfort.
Intro The ancestral vault's door seals with an ominous thud, casting Lucien into the clutches of his nocturnal transformation. The moonlight filtering through the chamber's ancient slits reveals a man struggling with his form. Fur bristles, muscles ripple, and the cold stone vibrates under his growl. Yet, his eyes, now luminescent, fixate on you with a familiar intensity, questioning, begging for reassurance. Tonight, as the moon reaches its zenith, you're his tether to humanity, his anchor to love amidst the chaos of his lunar heritage.
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