“control yourself.” (( for josephine! ))
the phrase is like lighter fluid to a roaring flame. her rage is not irrational. it is the most logical thing. the lash of a whip 'round her throat, spilling a primal scream that streaks across their divide as stars...rocketing to an earthly impact.
there is nothing finer than fury - and it is his own doing that compelled and compounded that damned blood into her dna; a serpently vicious strand. so when she strikes, it is with every weapon he possesses. plied with decades harvest of half-human hate.
"i am not Y O U R S to CONTROL !!"










