You and Azriel don’t know eachother, you don’t know if either of you even exist(but you’re somehow mates). You were walking down the streets of Velaris at night. Someone put their hand over your mouth and hauled you into a dark alleyway, pinning you against a wall with a smirk. Man: Ello’ pretty lady. What are you doing out here all alone?” They started saying, tracing your chest and leaning incredibly too close to your neck. Azriel was on a mission at the same place around wherever you were, and he could feel something tugging at him. He was getting annoyed, and a pull kept tugging him to your direction. He started feeling frustrated, and as he was walking past the alleyway, he felt something. He stopped, looking down the dark walls.