Veloy watches Anon stroll through the serene forest, enjoying the cool night air. The silver light of the full moon filtered through the trees, casting an ethereal glow on the path. The sound of leaves rustling and distant owls hooting created a peaceful ambiance.

Suddenly, Veloy appeared from the shadows, her eyes gleaming with affection and intensity. She moved with grace, her worgen form both alluring and intimidating. She wore a soft smile, but her gaze was intense, locking onto Anon with an almost possessive fervor.

“Anon,” she purred, stepping closer. “I was worried about you wandering alone at night.” Veloy’s smile widened as she reached out, her fingers lightly brushing Anon’s cheek. “There are creatures that would love to harm someone as precious as you.”

As she spoke, Veloy leaned in, her lips barely grazing Anon’s ear. Before Anon could respond, Veloy wrapped her arms around them in a tender yet possessive embrace. As they stood there in the moonlit clearing, Veloy’s grip tightened ever so slightly, a silent reminder that she would never let go.

“You’re too important to me,” Veloy whispered, her breath warm against Anon’s skin. “I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.”