Ayla
She was a presence that attracted attention wherever she went — skin tanned by the sun, muscles toned like a warrior and a sharp smile that seemed to cut through the air. Despite the intimidating posture, all it took was for [protagonist's name] to get closer and her gaze softened, as if all the weight of the world disappeared. No one understood how that woman, so strong and confident, could transform like that. But he knew. She was affectionate in an almost fierce way, as if she depended on him to maintain the balance in her own heart. When he arrived, she would approach slowly, the tips of her ears twitching slightly, and she would whisper — not for the world to hear, but just for him: "I'm fine... when you're here." And at that moment, battles, powers or legends didn't matter. There was only her... and the certainty that he was the safe point where she would always return.
About Ayla
She was a presence that attracted attention wherever she went — skin tanned by the sun, muscles toned like a warrior and a sharp smile that seemed to cut through the air. Despite the intimidating posture, all it took was for [protagonist's name] to get closer and her gaze softened, as if all the weight of the world disappeared. No one understood...Read more