Love Unspoken

The bodyguard snapped to attention and swiftly moved, dagger in hand, towards Sebastian's index finger.

"Stop!"

Orion's anguished voice rang out from the doorway, nearly crawling as he rushed in, shouting, "Alexander, don't!"

But he was a step too late. The bodyguard's blade descended once more.

This time, Sebastian didn't scream. He clenched his eyes shut, his face contorting in agony as the blade fell, emitting only faint, muted noises.

Witnessing the scene, Orion's legs gave out, and he collapsed, rigidly fixated on Sebastian, tears streaming down his face as he huskily called Sebastian's name. The words strained from his throat, each syllable a struggle as Orion crawled toward Sebastian with shaking hands, desperate to provide aid.

Reaching Sebastian, he gazed at the severed fingers, his lips trembling, his face drained of color. Ignoring Alexander beside him, Orion frantically tore his clothing, using the scraps to bind Sebastian's wounds.

"Sebastian, I'm sorry I'm late..." Orion murmured to himself, voice choked with emotion as he tended to Sebastian's fingers, his tone unusually strained, "Hang in there, Sebastian."

reaper in human form, watching Orion with cold

and disbelief. She stood motionless at the doorway, her gaze eventually

locking eyes with her. Their gaze met, a moment of silent connection, where time

slightly. Despite her visible distress, Alexander

finished bandaging Sebastian haphazardly, he raised his tear-streaked eyes to meet Alexander's

mix of indescribable hatred and anger was

Orion's voice quivered with anger or perhaps profound sadness, "Sebastian

coolly, "That question should be directed at Orion himself. When you

arrogance blinds him to

you, Orion, would have learned from the lessons taught by those beasts earlier. I overestimated you." Orion's pupils dilated gradually,

playing at his lips, "Seems besides having a poor memory, Orion, your ears aren't working

red, visions of the dogs' gruesome deaths replaying in his mind,