The castle was silent—too silent.
Meera walked the dim corridor, carrying a candle.
Every shadow seemed alive. Every whisper of wind made her heart race.
💔 Thump… thump… thump…
From the darkness, Arvian appeared silently beside her.
"You shouldn't be walking alone," he said, his crimson eyes glowing softly.
Meera glanced at him, startled.
"I… I just wanted some air," she whispered.
He studied her for a moment… then reached out.
"Stay close," he murmured.
As they walked, shadows moved unnaturally along the walls.
Enemies. Always watching.
Suddenly—a dark figure lunged from the side corridor.
⚡ Meera froze.
Before she could react, Arvian was there—faster than her eyes could follow.
He caught her gently, spinning her behind him as he threw the intruder across the hall.
Her heart raced—not from fear… but from the closeness of his body.
She could feel his warmth, his pulse… his life force.
💗 Thump… thump… thump…
Arvian's hand brushed against hers as he steadied her.
For a brief moment, time stopped.
He looked into her eyes…
And she looked back.
Something unspoken passed between them.
A spark. A promise. A dangerous pull neither could ignore.
The intruder got up again, ready to strike.
Arvian's crimson eyes flared with rage.
He moved like a shadow, striking with precision and strength.
Meera's hands glowed faintly as instinct took over.
Energy flowed from her fingertips, striking the attacker.
When the fight ended, silence returned.
Meera's hand was still close to Arvian's.
Neither moved. Neither spoke.
💗 Finally, Arvian's lips brushed her hand.
"Dangerous… and irresistible," he whispered, barely audible.
"Do you know what you are doing to me?"
Meera's cheeks flushed.
"I… I don't know," she murmured.
Arvian's eyes softened… almost tenderly.
"Then let me teach you," he said, his hand still lightly holding hers.
TWIST🔥
•First romantic touch between Arvian & Meera.
•Danger is constant—enemies are always near.
•Meera's powers are awakening in combat.
•Emotional + physical tension grows, forbidden yet undeniable.