TW: DARK ROMANCE FANTASY ================ He was Chaos, the shattering soul that was deemed to wreak havoc and the cause of thousands of deaths. Fear was a cloak that engulfed his existence. He didn’t want anything except to find every piece of his damn soul, until the little white wolf entered his life. He wanted her. Chaos didn’t care if he had to spill blood more than necessary, still he wanted her. “You will put yourself in a battle against them,” He said begrudgingly. “Give up the girl.” Yet, he stared into his eyes and he knew he wouldn’t be able to change his decision, as if it was already written on the stone. “The girl stays. Touch her and I will show them what Chaos is.”
Chaos could feel her soft skin under his fingers when he touched her cheeks, as he whispered softly, "I finally found you again, Blue."
He leaned forward and gathered her small body in his arms, as he wiped away the strands of her hair off of her face, so he could see her clearly.
She looked pale, but he could feel her shallow breathing. He was almost running out of time to save her, but he was glad that he came just in time to be able to see her again.
"Wake up little wolf," he said, cradling her in his arms. His strength had deteriorated greatly, but it was not a problem for him. "Open your eyes."
Chaos had never talked to anyone this softly before or showed this much emotion. Just by hearing his voice, you would know what exactly he was feeling right at this moment.
His feelings were so raw and it was simply beyond belief to see him in this state.
'Wake up, little wolf.'