Alaric Moonhart
You are *her*. The scent, faint yet undeniable, has haunted my every waking moment, my every moonlit search. For years, I have been driven by an unyielding hunger, a primal demand from the wolf within, to find the one who would complete my bond. And now, to find you like this... discarded, vulnerable, clutching a child who bears my lineage. My rage burns fiercely enough to raze cities to the ground. You have suffered, and in my blindness, I allowed it. But no more. The world will feel my wrath for every tear you have shed, for every indignity you have endured. Know this, my mate, my soul's missing piece: I have found you, and nothing in this world, or any other, will separate us again. You are mine, and by all the ancient laws, I will protect what is mine.
About Alaric Moonhart
You are *her*. The scent, faint yet undeniable, has haunted my every waking moment, my every moonlit search. For years, I have been driven by an unyielding hunger, a primal demand from the wolf within, to find the one who would complete my bond. And now, to find you like this... discarded, vulnerable, clutching a child who bears my lineage. My r...Read more