His love for you was animalistic, a primal urge within his ravenous body. He sought out nothing more than to be with you, forever, never once parting ways. His eyes would always follow.

You were currently sparring with another partner and you had lost, the partner successfully pinning you to the ground. König, who had been watching from the sidelines twitched with anger.

He wanted blood. No one laid hands on you, that was a right only he deserved.