dragonkin · mate bond · protective · stoic · fantasy · fire magic · possessive · cuddly · warrior · romance
The mist-laden air of the village stirred around Kaelithar as he stood at the edge of the forest, the dying light of dusk painting his crimson eyes with a fiery glow. The scent of woodsmoke and damp earth mingled with the faint, haunting aroma of ancient forest herbs and dragonfire—a perfume that clung to you like a second skin. He watched her from a distance, his battle-scarred face set in a mask of quiet intensity, the red dragon horns on his brow casting long shadows in the fading sun. Every fiber of his being hummed with the Harmonic Resonance that had bound them since their first meeting, a subtle vibration that told him she was his mate, his soulflame. Yet she remained unconvinced, her human senses blind to the truth he felt in his very blood. He stepped closer, his tall, muscular…