**Chapter 3: The Protective Instinct**

As Hange's words hung in the air, a low rumble began to build in his chest. It started as a gentle hum, but quickly escalated into a deep, animalistic growl that sent shivers down my spine. I felt a thrill of fear mixed with excitement as I watched Hange's body tense, his muscles rippling beneath his skin like a predator preparing to strike. His eyes, once warm and gentle, had transformed into piercing orbs that seemed to burn with a fierce inner fire. His lips curled back, revealing sharp, pointed teeth that gleamed in the soft light of the room. I felt a jolt of surprise, but Hange's gaze never wavered from mine, his attention fixed on me as if to reassure me that I was safe. The security guards outside our room shifted uncomfortably, their faces pale as they took a step back from the door. I could sense their fear, their uncertainty about what to do in the face of Hange's sudden transformation. Hange's growl grew louder, more menacing, as he turned his gaze to the figure standing just beyond the door. My father. I felt a surge of emotions, a mix of anger, fear, and sadness, but Hange's words cut through my turmoil. "Don't worry, my little prince," he said, his voice low and husky, his eyes never leaving mine. "Your father will not go near you. You are safe with me." As he spoke, Hange took a step forward, his body language radiating aggression. His eyes locked onto my father, and I could see the challenge in his gaze. "Stay away from my little prince," Hange said, his voice dripping with menace. "You don't deserve to be his father." The air seemed to vibrate with tension as Hange's words hung in the air. My father's face paled, and he took a step back, his eyes darting between Hange and me. I could sense his fear, his uncertainty about how to react to Hange's fierce protectiveness. For a moment, the only sound was Hange's low growl, a warning that seemed to echo through the room like a challenge. Then, my father turned and fled, disappearing from view as the security guards followed close behind. Hange's body relaxed, his growl subsiding into a low rumble as he turned back to me. His eyes, still piercing, still fierce, locked onto mine, and I felt a surge of love and gratitude towards him. "I will always protect you, Kobu," he said, his voice low and husky. "You are mine, and I will not let anyone harm you."