Shy Deer Steppes Nobody's soldier

he growled low, his amber eyes narrowing as her defiance stoked the fire in his chest.

fine, he bit out, the word sharp, cutting through the cold air between them.

but his posture shifted, a step closer, the weight of his presence heavy and unyielding. he wouldn’t let her go alone, no matter how stubborn she was. she could protest all she wanted, but he would follow, a silent shadow ensuring her safety whether she welcomed it or not.