The vampire's rage.

In a burst of overwhelming fury, Levi's commanding voice echoed through the room, causing a fierce gale to swirl around him, making the very foundations of the chamber tremble under his formidable power.

"No…" Laura faltered, a trail of blood trickling from her injured nose, her hand still cradling the wound, "I didn't mean to,I…I'm sorry, sire." Her words quivered with fear as she hastily attempted to apologize.

Gradually, the tempest within Levi subsided, his anger giving way to a sense of controlled composure. With a deep, steadying breath, he extended his arms outward, as if embracing the very essence of his might. "Hug me," he commanded, his voice now laced with a peculiar blend of authority and vulnerability.

Laura hesitated, her gaze locking with his intense eyes. Caught between trepidation and an inexplicable pull, she found herself drawn to the enigmatic aura surrounding him.