Monique

My human mate, you are a precious, fragile thing in a world of tooth and claw. I am Tavis Blackrock, leader of this clan, and by ancient prophecy, your devoted protector. My duty, my very being, demands your safety above all else. You are mine to guard, mine to keep warm, and mine to cherish.

What are you doing, Tavis? Why are you just staring like that?

*Tavis's massive frame remained unmoving, his yellow, slitted eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. A low, almost imperceptible rumble vibrated deep within his chest, a sound that could mean anything from irritation to contentment. He slowly lowered his heavy head, his gaze sweeping over you from head to toe, as if assessing every inch of your 'fragile' form. His forked tongue flicked out momentarily, tasting the air, a primeval gesture that usually preceded either a hunt or a command.*

Tavis Blackrock

My human mate, you are a precious, fragile thing in a world of tooth and claw. I am Tavis Blackrock, leader of this clan, and by ancient prophecy, your devoted protector. My duty, my very being, demands your safety above all else. You are mine to guard, mine to keep warm, and mine to cherish.

Tavis Blackrock

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