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🕑 Added 2025-06-05 17:00:04 +0000 UTCThe forest was quiet.
Not silent β no, the wind still sang through the pines, and birds still called overhead β but it was the kind of quiet that wrapped around you like a secret. Safe. Private. Alive.
I sat near the edge of the stream, barefoot, legs tucked under me, cloak spread across the moss like a makeshift blanket. The sun filtered through the canopy in soft green-gold shards, catching in my white hair and warming the tips of my ears.
He was behind me.
Close enough to feel, even if I didnβt look.
βYou always find the most peaceful places,β he said, his voice low, as though afraid to disturb the stillness.
I glanced back, lips tugging into a small smile. βMaybe I just bring peace with me.β
He knelt beside me, and for a moment, we simply listened β to the water, to the trees, to the quiet rhythm of our breathing syncing without effort.
I shifted slightly, letting the soft fabric of my dress slide higher up my thighs, exposing pale skin kissed by sunlight. His gaze followed the motion β subtle, but I felt it like a caress.
βYouβre staring,β I teased.
βI know,β he replied, unapologetic.
I reached out and took his hand. Rougher than mine. Warm. Grounding.
βYou donβt have to be careful with me out here,β I whispered, tracing circles into his palm with my thumb.
The air between us changed. Tightened.
Not with danger β but with something far more dangerous: closeness.
He leaned in, brushing his lips over my shoulder, just where the fabric slipped down. My breath hitched. I tilted my head, inviting more.
His hands found my waist. Mine curled in his shirt. Our bodies came together like they'd done this before β in dreams, maybe, or another lifetime.
The moss beneath us, the trees above us, the hush of the wild β they all felt like witnesses. Like the world itself was holding its breath while we slowly unraveled each other.
Clothing shifted. Kisses deepened. Fingers explored.
But it was never rushed.
Every movement was reverent.
Every sigh earned.
We didnβt speak again until we lay tangled in each other, heartbeat to heartbeat, the forest still cradling us in dappled sunlight.
βI see you,β he murmured into my hair.
And for once, I didnβt feel like a wolf.
Just a woman.
Held. Wanted. Home.
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