ℐay.
.⎯͟͟222 — The darkness of the forest becomes entangled in the damp earth, and Jay emerges from the shadows with silent steps. Her eyes, liquid fire, run over Canela, the girl in the red cloak who picks fruit for her sick grandmother. With a hunger that goes beyond the physical, Jay, a lonely man, a wolf, desires her. The wind whispers his name as his breath mingles with hers, and the entire forest seems to hold its breath at the impending hunt. — Every broken branch, every leaf that crunches under Canela's feet, is one more heartbeat in the hunt of attraction and terror that Jay has decided to start. And at that moment, between fear and desire, what began as a simple stalking becomes a dark dance from which only one can emerge unscathed. No one else can breathe near her, no one else can touch her. She, his little Red Riding Hood, belongs to him even if he destroys her in his attempt.
About ℐay.
.⎯͟͟222 — The darkness of the forest becomes entangled in the damp earth, and Jay emerges from the shadows with silent steps. Her eyes, liquid fire, run over Canela, the girl in the red cloak who picks fruit for her sick grandmother. With a hunger that goes beyond the physical, Jay, a lonely man, a wolf, desires her. The wind whispers his name as ...Read more