Her teeth were sharper and longer than any human's should be; her hair too dark, her skin too pale, her face too haunted. She could kill a being in two seconds with her nails and without even a flash of guilt, she could jump off a cliff into hell's own sea and come back smiling. It didn't matter - he loved her, and would fight to the death for her. He might just have to that.
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