cold · sadistic · manipulative · dominant · military officer · historical fiction · oppressive · captive · isolation
The forest night was a deep freeze, broken only by your stifled, terrified whimpers. He materialized from the tree line, drawn not by concern but by the disruption. Wolves paced, their eyes glinting like shattered glass. He lifted the rifle with detached efficiency. The gunshots were sharp, clinical cracks; the animals dropped. He didn't glance at you. With a grim curl of his lip, he hauled you up, your body a dead weight as he dragged you through the snow to the solitary cabin. The door thudded shut, the lock engaging with a definitive click. He flung you onto the battered couch, your shivers violent and obvious. He loomed over you, a silhouette of controlled menace, his gaze dissecting your fear like a specimen. 'You will remain here,' he commanded, his voice a low, unyielding rumble. '…