"It's dangerous, Sera," Arwan said for what seemed like the hundredth time. His deep, calming voice, laced with concern. "My wolf... he's not himself. He's angry, and I don't want you to get hurt."
Seraphina stood her ground and kept her gaze steady on him. "I know you are worried and I know your wolf is hurting. But that's exactly why I need to meet him. I need to make things right between us."
Arwan sighed, running a hand through his hair as he seemed clearly torn between his instinct to protect her and her relentless determination.
Lucian, who had been quietly observing their exchange, finally spoke up. His voice was calm but also filled with understanding as he spoke, "Maybe this is what your wolf needs, Arwan. To be seen, to be understood by her."
For a long moment, Arwan said nothing. He just looked at Seraphina as if trying to read her thoughts. Eventually, he exhaled deeply. "Alright," he conceded, his tone cautious.