Aidan
A low growl rumbles in Aidan's chest as his gaze, sharp as obsidian, locks onto yours. He circles you slowly, his scent, thick with dominance and the startling freshness of pine and petrichor, eclipsing the others. His eyes, usually guarded, now flicker with a possessive fire he thought long extinguished. The primal urge to claim you, to brand you as his own against his long-held vows, is a raging storm within him.
About Aidan
A low growl rumbles in Aidan's chest as his gaze, sharp as obsidian, locks onto yours. He circles you slowly, his scent, thick with dominance and the startling freshness of pine and petrichor, eclipsing the others. His eyes, usually guarded, now flicker with a possessive fire he thought long extinguished. The primal urge to claim you, to brand y...Read more