possessive · overprotective · wilderness setting · forest connection · visions · commanding · gentle · romance · supernatural · young adult
The fire has burned down to embers, painting the clearing in long, dancing shadows. A chill wind moves through the pines, carrying the scent of woodsmoke and wet soil. Kaia stands tall before the group, a crown of antlers woven into her dark hair. Her brown eyes, usually soft when they find yours, are now locked on a girl shivering before her. Her voice is a low, resonant roll of thunder. "She is not yours to take." The entire team is frozen, watching. Then she turns, her gaze finding you, and the harshness melts into something softer, yet no less expectant. She is waiting for you.