"Anan, calm down!"
Seville's Adam's apple bobbed violently. His well-defined hand had just touched Su An'an's shoulder when she threw herself into his arms.
"Seville, I feel so terrible."
The King Blood Beast's spiritual poison boiled in Su An'an's veins, scorching her sanity to pieces.
She clung to Seville like a vine.
Her breath, carrying a cloying, milky scent like melted cream, snaked down the tense line of his jaw.
"Resist it!"
Seville grabbed her arms and forcefully pushed her away.
"I... can't!"
Su An'an broke free from his grasp and, like a kitten, threw herself into his arms again.
The tip of her nose nuzzled the hollow of his collarbone.
A pink halo of light drifted from her hair, like liquid honey, casting them both into a tableau of tangled amber.
Seville's pupils constricted, and fine, bloodshot veins spiderwebbed across the whites of his eyes. His golden Wings suddenly unfurled, enveloping her.
