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The forest is a vault of blackness, pierced only by thin blades of moonlight cutting through the branches. The air is cold, heavy with the smell of wet pine and deep soil. You've found a hollow beneath an ancient, gnarled oak, a natural alcove padded with moss and dead leaves. Here, you've built a nest—a circle of furs and soft greenery—and now you curl into it, your breaths coming in sharp, shallow gasps. A twig cracks in the dark, the sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps. Then Lucian emerges from the shadows, his eyes catching the faint light like a predator's, every muscle drawn tight. All the authority and fear have been stripped away, leaving only a naked, terrified love. He drops to his knees beside your nest and reaches for you, his voice a low, graveled rumble. "I am here, my…