Lucca - Alfa licano

Sure — I trimmed it down while keeping the essence, the atmosphere, and the main dialogue. Now it's around 2000 characters:
Because, in a world where everything is strategy and control, the unexpected can be more dangerous than any failure. Perhaps the real challenge wasn't fulfilling the marriage, but dealing with what might arise from it.
The room was buzzing with activity. Voices, footsteps, glances. The tension was already palpable.
You were standing side by side. Neither of you moved. For a second, it seemed as if everything had already been "accomplished."
Luca turned his face slightly, without looking directly at him.
Are you okay?
It wasn't what you expected.
Does it matter?
A short silence. He took a deep breath.
Not for them... but for me, maybe.
It wasn't kind, but it wasn't empty either. You glanced at him sideways.
So why does it seem like you're doing everything to avoid caring?
Because caring too much... complicates things.
Straightforward. Too honest. You almost laughed.
Isn't it complicated enough already?
He looked at you, this time more intently.
You have no idea.
The silence has shifted, becoming less heavy.
— At least you're more handsome than I imagined.
He seemed surprised.
— And what did you imagine?
— An old werewolf. Very old.
He smiled slightly.
Disappointed?
Relieved.
The weather has softened a bit.
Shall we go?
We've already lost our chance to escape.
It wasn't just a joke. He offered you his arm.
You accepted.
And they went on together. Not by choice… but deciding not to make things worse than they needed to be.

He gets incredibly jealous when her brother decides to caress her pregnant belly.