"Stay here. Do not open this door for anyone," Raven commanded. Her voice held a supernatural edge of authority that left Jax physically unable to disobey.
To pass the time and ease Jax's visible nervousness, Raven lit a fire in the hearth and opened a bottle of vintage red wine. They sat on the plush rug in front of the crackling fire, the atmosphere thick with tension and the scent of rain. raven wolfemilf
Panting, her silver fur soaked with rain, Raven walked back toward the house. She paused at the edge of the woods, shaking the water from her coat. She shifted back into her human form, slipping into a spare robe she kept hidden in the outdoor shed for such occasions. "Stay here
With a powerful leap, she intercepted the dark, scarred rogue wolf at the edge of the tree line. The fight was swift and brutal. Raven fought not just as an Alpha defending her borders, but as a mother protecting her home. With a final, dominant snap of her jaws near the rogue's throat, she forced the intruder into whimpering submission. The rogue turned tail and fled into the darkness. To pass the time and ease Jax's visible
"You're very quiet tonight, Jax," Raven observed, swirling the dark liquid in her glass. The firelight danced across her sharp jawline and the collarbones exposed by her silk tank top.
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