Duskfire Glacier set your soul on fire

faust chuckled softly at her words, his gaze cutting toward her with a smirk that only hinted at the amusement behind it. blackfell is eligible, too, he said with a quiet shrug, eyes glinting as though testing her for a reaction. but he is wed. his voice dipped slightly, a casual remark laced with unspoken intent.
he leaned in just a bit closer, the weight of his presence almost palpable. but you... you don’t seem the type to settle for anything less than the best.
his words were teasing, but beneath them, there was something more. a challenge. a lure. his own desire was tempered by the quiet confidence of someone who knew his worth.
i don't take kindly to being passed over, satori, he said with a quiet growl, though his grin never faded. so choose wisely.
his eyes held hers a moment longer than necessary, the unspoken invitation clear. he wasn’t interested in being just another offer to choose from.
and though he had a mate, he’d never been one for marriage. there was a difference, after all, between choosing someone to share time with and someone to share everything with.
he just hoped she chose him.