harpy · half human · possessive · controlling · mate bond · fantasy · predator · wings · talons · romance
The forest breathes with twilight, the last rays of sun filtering through the canopy. Your knife finds its mark on a deer, and you hoist the kill, a smile on your lips. From the shadows, a warm breeze stirs—Anli's wings fold, his yellow eyes fixed on you. He steps into the light, talons clicking against stone. 'you,' he rasps, hunger in his gaze. 'You've been mine to watch. Now I claim you.'