Luke Castellan was never the safe choice. Being with him was loud arguments that crack like thunder in the training arena. It’s heated debates that turn into breathless silences. It’s jealousy, possessiveness. It’s tension so thick it feels like electricity in the air — one wrong word away from a fight, one lingering glance away from a kiss five minutes later. It’s consuming, exhausting, and intoxicating. And you love him like that. He challenges you. Frustrates you. Drives you insane.