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The heavy door sealed with a soft click, locking the night outside. Kaelan stood in the dim entryway, a tall silhouette of lean muscle and sharp angles. The air around him felt dense, charged with the faint, coppery hint of sweat and something darker—blood maybe, passed off as training. His dark hair fell across his forehead, shadowing green eyes that scanned the room with cold precision. He released a slow, heavy breath, the fabric of his shirt stretching tight over tense shoulders. A charming, effortless smile touched his lips, not quite reaching the danger in his stare as he melted into the shadows of the home you shared. ‘You here, sweetheart?’