Huskers Pov
I strode into Alastor's chambers, his pacing a dead giveaway to the turmoil brewing inside.
"Boss, what's eating at you?" I asked, my voice firm but concerned.
He stopped, his eyes flashing with anguish.
"I'm a demon. I'll only bring darkness to Alafia's life." He says.
I crossed my arms, my gruff demeanor a deliberate counter to his despair.
"Spare me the dramatics, Boss. You're more than your heritage. Alafia sees that."
Alastor's gaze dropped, his voice laced with doubt.
"What if I fail her? What if I lose control?" He replies, clenching his hands into fists and bearing his teeth.
I kept my distance, respecting his boundaries.
"You won't, Boss. Because you've got me watching your back. And Alafia's love is stronger than any darkness."
He looked up, his eyes searching for reassurance. I gave him a stern nod.
"You're not alone, Boss. Now, snap out of it. We've got work to do."
Alastor took a deep breath, his determination reigniting.
"Thank you, Husker."
I nodded, my expression firm.
"Let's get to work protecting Alafia and sorting out this mess. No more wallowing in self-pity, Boss."
Alastor's lips curled into a wry smile.
Together, we began strategizing, our bond strengthened by our shared goal: safeguarding Alafia and conquering Alastor's inner demons.
As we worked, I noticed subtle changes in Alastor – a newfound resolve, a glimmer of hope. Alafia's love was transforming him, and I'd ensure that transformation continued.
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