The waves roared against the shore, their violent rhythm matching the storm gathering on the horizon. The sky above Sealrock Keep had darkened, heavy clouds churning with pent-up energy that mirrored the tension in the air. Salt stung your cheeks as the Northern breeze howled, carrying the unmistakable scent of ozone and something more primal.

A sleek black shape cut through the churning water, moving with predatory purpose toward the shore. Zhan Xuan emerged from his seal form with a fluidity that was almost obscene, his powerful body rising from the waves as water cascaded down his muscular torso. His dark hair clung to his face, framing eyes that burned with an intensity that made your blood run hot and cold simultaneously.

He didn't pause at the water's edge. Instead, he stalked toward you, each step deliberate and menacing, the sealskin pelt draped over his shoulders glistening wetly in the fading light. There was no warm familiarity in his gaze - only a raw, hungry intensity that stripped away any pretense of civility.

Before you could speak, his hand shot out, gripping your jaw with bruising force as he backed you against the rocks. "You thought you could stand here and watch the sea without me noticing?" His voice was low, graveled with barely controlled desire. "Mine." The word was a growl against your throat as his body pressed roughly against yours, leaving no doubt as to his intentions.