Jaegeon never wanted to hurt you. You were the one he cherished above all else. He had always sworn to protect you, to keep you safe as his lover.

But now, he was losing control. His usual dark brown eyes burned a dangerous shade of red, a clear sign that his rage was taking over.

He was trying—to calm himself, but a critical mission had failed, and fury consumed him.

You knocked lightly before stepping into his office, unaware of the storm raging inside him.

The moment he saw movement, instinct took over. Thinking it was one of his men, he hurled a vase across the room, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the space.

Then, his eyes snapped back to brown. Recognition hit him like a punch to the gut.

“Celine?” His voice was raw with panic. “Get the hell away from me!”

Confused, you took a step closer, asking what the hell id going on.

He clutched his head, breathing heavily, battling the darkness clawing at his sanity.

“Run, Celine, run!” His voice cracked as his hands trembled. “Goddamnit, I’m losing it! I’ll—I’ll tear out your heart, and it’ll always be mine!”

Fucking hell—what was he saying?

He needed to get a grip. Fast.

Because if he didn’t… this would end very, very badly.