Crimson.

[Music: Daylight]

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Micah hadn't known about the claws that lurk beneath his skin but now it is unmistakable even to her blurry eyes. It is long, and the sharpness of it sucks the breath out of her as he points it at Erin. 

     While Erin made a weapon with her magic, this man himself is a weapon. 

     Severo's left hand is still wrapped around Micah's waist, she can feel the claws even beneath the layers of her cloth. A shiver rains down her spine. 

      "If you don't want to die, remove your filthy hands around her!" Erin shouts, her eyes glowing red in the darkness of the room. 

      "I'm not afraid of death." Severo growls, his chest rumbling beneath her skin. Micah feels hypnotized by him, by how his eyes gleam golden instead of red, and how the intensity of it is like a fire that can burn down Erin in a heartbeat. 

    A laugh seeps through Erin, her body shaking with the vigor of it, "You are not afraid of death? Is that why you kill all those women so you can save your life?" 

   Severo goes still at Erin's words, his eyes widening ever so slightly that no one will notice it if they aren't careful enough. 

     A flame of confusion blazes inside Micah, the obscurity of Erin's words not sitting well in her gut, "What does that mean, Erin?" She asks. 

       Erin acts as if she is surprised, her fingers loosening around the sword as she tilts her to the side with a wicked smile on her face, "Oh, you didn't know? This man right here—" She cuts herself off, bowing her head down a little in mock respect, "His Highness will die if he doesn't spend his rut with anyone. How pathetic is that?" Erin stares at the prince with disgust. 

       "ENOUGH!" Severo shrieks, his voice shooting through the whole room and the people in it. Erin's eyes cautiously stare down at Severo as she takes a few steps back, lifting her sword a bit in defense. 

     Severo pushes Micah away from him as gently as he can as he rises on his feet, a nerve in his forehead popping to life as he clutches his jaw so hard. "One thing I will tell you is that if you are here to take Micah then forget about it. I'm not gonna let anyone take my mate from me." 

       His tone is crisp and collected. It doesn't tremble with outrage, it has a cold touch to it that freezes the blood running through Micah's veins. 

      "Ha ha, as if I wanna hear anything from you at all." Erin spits, from one swift movement she has her arms around Micah, the blade pressed to her neck. 

      "I dare you to take a step, Your Highness, your mate will be dead." Erin presses the blade a little down to Micah's skin, crimson red lining her pale skin. 

       A gasp leaves from the back of Micah's throat, her heart ready to jump out through her mouth. 

      "Let her go, you bastard!" Severo roars, ready to leap at Erin but stopping himself at the last moment. 

      "I would not. What would you do?" Erin challenges. "Would you kill me?" She mocks, her face scrunching down in fake terror. 

      Severo doesn't bother to say anything before he throws a punch at her face, Erin stumbles back at the mere force of it, her sword hitting the ground with a loud screech. 

       "Are you okay?" Severo's claws sink back to his skin as he grazes the red skin of Micha's neck tenderly. 

       Micah nods, not believing her voice as she fights down a shiver when his skin brushes against hers. 

       She watches Severo's eyes darken as he stares at the mark Erin's sword leaves on her skin, he is almost trembling with fury burning inside him. 

       "How dare you!" Erin's screech shatters down the little bubble they make. Micah's head snaps to her side, watching Erin rise from the ground. 

      Her eyes are glowing red as she harshly  wipes away the blood from her mouth with the back of her hands, "How dare you raise that filthy hand at me!" She glares at Severo. 

      "I will do it again if you dare to lift that sickening hand of yours at my mate," Severo snarls, his canines glowing the dim light as his claws reappear from under the skin. 

      "Let me see it then," Before she can make it to Micah, Severo's claws cut through her neck, drawing blood. 

        Micah screams at the sight in front of her, blood everywhere as Erin falls down to the ground with a loud thud. 

      Micah's whole body trembles, her eyes horrified as she stares at Severo who has splashes of blood on his claw and the side of his face. He looks sinister. Just like a beast. 

     "What have you done?" Micah asks Severo, her voice nothing but a whisper of disbelief and horror. 

      Severo stands motionless, his eyes trained on the blood in his claws, the blank look on his face verifies Micah more than the blood itself. 

      In a fraction of a second, the sword rises from the ground and slashes through Severo's middle. The prince doesn't even flinch, his eyes wide as he stares down the sword jabs through him. 

    Micah's agonizing scream echoes through the walls of the chamber. 

     Erin spits blood as she stares at the prince with droopy eyes, the life fading away from her as she says, "Do you think I will let you have something I can't have?"