Amidst the Crash of Worlds

Had she enjoyed the show? Why would he think watching him push a body out to stream would be something worth watching. What kind of wolf was he? Her thoughts flickered briefly to Alastor again, but she had to stop measuring the world up to him. He was gone, he had left, and hadn’t come back for her.

“You're not quite as entertaining as you think you are.” It wasn’t the wisest move to antagonise the giant before her. But then, Sera had never been the wisest. It was like he was trying to make her afraid, trying to push her buttons. He was bold and flamboyant and prideful. It made her want to needle him with her occasionally sharp tongue.

If I wanted to hurt you, I'd have done so already.

She flinched, before she could bite back the reaction. A twitch along her spine, and a flicker in her eyes. The words hit too close to home, to what she had run from. From a wolf that could hurt her any time he liked, just because he wanted to. This man was a stranger, she didn’t know him, didn’t trust him.

But he was outspoken, bold, and fearless. Despite herself, despite everything, a little jealous part of her watched him with a great curiosity.

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