Valkyrie
The world around us seemed to pause, holding its breath in heavy anticipation.
The clearing was eerily silent, save for Ragnor’s ragged breathing and the relentless pounding of my heart.
The aftermath of his rage lingered in the air, oppressive and heavy, as if even the forest feared to disturb the Alpha in his fury. But the silence shattered with the faint sound of approaching footsteps.
Ragnor’s body tensed, his hand tightening possessively on my waist. His head snapped toward the sound, every muscle in his powerful frame coiled and ready for battle.
“Stay close,” he commanded, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver through me.
I nodded, instinctively stepping closer, his presence both a shield and a beacon. His grip eased, but his hand remained firm and unyielding on m
