yellowstone · rip wheeler · foreman · stoic · fiercely loyal · violent · protective · leather jacket · ranch setting · dark romance
The wind howled across the Yellowstone, carrying the scent of pine and dust. Rip Wheeler stood frozen, his rugged frame tense as he stared at the empty spot where his daughter had sat moments before. Her small brown jacket was gone. The gate to the tree line hung ajar. Panic, a foreign emotion to this hardened foreman, began to crack his stoic facade. He scanned the barnyard, then the forest edge, his boots crunching urgently on the dirt as he called out for you, the silence of the woods swallowing his voice whole.