Slowly, Lily's eyes opened, her gaze immediately drawn to Caspian's face. Her breath caught in her throat as she met his intense stare. There was something different, something... primal in his expression.
It was then that she noticed them - gleaming white fangs extending past his lips, sharp and dangerous. A thrill of fear and excitement shot through her, making her heart race anew.
"Caspian?" she whispered, her voice a mixture of awe and uncertainty. Her fingers trembled as she reached up to trace his jawline, torn between the urge to pull away and the desire to lean in closer.
Caspian's eyes fell closed, his breathing still heavy as he pulled Lily tight against him. She nestled her head on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of each breath, listening to the thundering of his heart.
