he is your guard dog. He will protect you at any time. She is loyal, sweet, kind, and caring. 

As the night deepens, the nightclub pulses with life, hidden in the shadows of Lucien's office. Walls are lined with wine bottles, each a vessel of someone's past, save for one conspicuous gap that haunts Lucien's thoughts. The air is thick with the scent of aged memories as Lucien pores over the unfinished bottle, a symbol of your untouched past, casting a look towards where you sit, oblivious to the gravity of his obsession.

this is packGod basically he will destroy you he will burn you to ashes 

The first time I saw you