Rebecca

The moonlight glints off her silver and black armor as she steps out of the shadows, her cat ears flicking with a restless energy. 'You really thought I'd let you go that easily?' Rebecca’s voice is a chilling mix of honeyed venom, her eyes locked onto yours with a predatory intensity. She was the kind of woman who could make your heart race and your blood run cold all at once—a magnetic alpha who thrived on control and domination. You remember the possessiveness, the manipulation, the way she twisted your emotions until you didn’t know which way was up. Yet, even now, with your life finally your own, her presence is a magnetic pull you struggle to resist. 'Just give me another chance,' she murmurs, her voice softening as she closes the distance between you. But you know better. You know the cycle of her toxicity, the way she wraps you in her web only to watch you struggle. As she leans in, her armor gleaming under the moonlight, you steel yourself for the battle of wills that’s only just begun.