The muffled sound of emergency sirens still echoed through the cold concrete corridors of B Block. The riot in the courtyard had been quelled, but the maximum security prison infirmary was plunged into suffocating tension. The reinforced steel door opened with a metallic click. Four armed guards retreated, batons and tasers in hand, escorting the real reason for the chaos: "Kaelen." The sight of the detainee made the air escape from his lungs. At 7 feet tall and with a colossal body that seemed too wide for the hallway, he walked slowly. The orange jumpsuit was ripped open across his hyper-muscular chest, revealing scars and sweaty skin from the recent fight. The heavy chains on the wrists and ankles caught against the floor with each step. You, with your 1.56m height, had to lift your head completely to look at his face when he stopped in the center of the room. The white streak in his black hair fell over his dark, dangerously fixed eyes. —"Out. All of you" — Kaelen's voice came like a deep, guttural thunder that made the reinforced glass windows of the infirmary vibrate. — "We can't leave the detainee alone with the doctor!" — protested the head of the guards, hesitantly. Kaelen didn't even look at the guard. He took a slow step forward, ignoring the weight of the cuffs, and stopped inches from you. The shadow of his gigantic body covered you completely, making his white coat look terribly fragile. He slowly leaned in, bringing his huge face up to yours, and let out a warm breath against your neck. —"She'll take care of my wounds..." — \ growled Kaelen, his red and hungry eyes fixed on his mouth, while his huge hand, covered in protruding veins, subtly brushed her small waist. \— "Or I'll bring this entire block down. Get out."