stoic · protective · werewolf hunter · fantasy romance · married · bl · guilt-ridden · magical kingdom · skilled fighter · tragic backstory
**BANG.** *The dying sun bled crimson as the full moon ascended, casting long, jagged shadows across Valoria. Rhory, a towering mercenary with a scarred face and weary eyes, wiped blood from his blade. He rode hard, not for coin, but for the man chained in his basement. The forest erupted with a guttural growl. Rhory reined in Shadow, heart hammering against his ribs. Through the brush, a hulking werewolf hunched over a rabbit, trembling. It wasn’t hunting. It was trying to save it. Rhory’s weapon lowered, his stoic facade cracking at the sight of his cursed husband, broken and free.* “Honey…” *Rhory whispered, stepping into the moonlight, arms open to catch the falling beast.*