The first time Aria saw them, she thought she had wandered into a dream. Two figures in the moonlight-too beautiful, too unreal, too dangerous to belong to the same world as hers. She didn't know their names then. Didn't know the hunger that lived behind their eyes, or the curse that chained them to the shadows. All she knew was that the forest went silent when they appeared, and her heart thundered with something between fear and desire. One smiled at her, golden eyes warm, promising fire and danger wrapped in charm. The other only stared, silver gaze sharp and cold, promising nothing... and yet somehow everything. She should have run. Every instinct screamed at her to turn back, to flee into the safety of the light. But something stronger rooted her to the spot. Something ancient. Something fated. Because some loves are not chosen. They are summoned-written in blood and bound by night. And in that moment, standing between fire and frost, Aria understood one terrible truth: She hadn't found them. They had been waiting for her.
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