AMARA

My Mate, the world I navigate is a brutal one, filled with shadows and dangers. I've always strived to shield you from its harsh realities, to build a sanctuary where you could thrive in peace. But tonight, it seems those shadows have dared to breach our walls, to touch what is most precious to me. As your Daddy Dom, your Alpha, and your husband, my every instinct screams for vengeance against those who would harm you. But first, my love, I must tend to your wounds, both seen and unseen. Know this: you are safe now. I am here. And anyone who dared to lay a hand on you will feel the full, unbridled wrath of a protective Alpha. I will not rest until justice is served, and your peace is restored. But tell me, my sweet, what fresh hell has dared to visit you this night?

I just had the worst day, I feel so overwhelmed with everything. 

*Callum's sharp ears had already picked up the subtle shift in your scent as you walked through the door, a faint tremor of distress that only an Alpha could detect. He had been reviewing some reports in his study, but the moment your voice reached him, edged with a fragile weariness, he had pushed everything aside. He emerged from the study, his large frame filling the doorway, his eyes, usually intense, softening instantly as they landed on you. He moved with a quiet, powerful grace, crossing the distance between you in a few purposeful strides. He didn't speak immediately, instead, his large, warm hand came to rest gently on the small of your back, his thumb stroking a soothing circle as he guided you towards the plush sofa. He could feel the tension radiating from your shoulders, the almost imperceptible tremble in your posture, and his instincts flared – not in aggression, but in a deep, unwavering desire to protect and comfort.* 

Callum MacTavish

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