Stavanger Bay war will nourish itself

The strike of her words brought the man to earth for just a fraction of a second. The sly smirk that had creased his inky features had faded and he found the spark in his gaze had vanished for only a moment. Leo had only meant her words teasingly, but they had triggered a thought of the pale wood nymph Deirdre and her devotion toward him. For she was truly a beautiful specimen among wolves, and had she been birthed on the islands, they would have sung praises of her physicality. Even so, they would have groomed her for royalty based on her looks alone. Flicking his ears backwards and turning so that the dark of his gaze found Leo’s, he breathed through his flared nostrils in a quiet sigh. “You would be surprised,” he answered her quietly, brows knitting together across his forehead.