Minds Entwined, Desires Ignited

The memory of Hazel's face when she first saw Dubai's glittering skyline was etched into my mind. Her eyes had widened with wonder, lips parting in a gasp of delight that I wanted to capture and keep forever. That look of pure joy—it was what I lived for now.

I watched her as she explored our Scottish hideaway, trailing her fingers along the stone walls of the cottage. Her crimson dress hugged every curve of her body, reminding me of the blood that connected us all—her bonds, her pack.

"This place is beautiful," Hazel said, turning to me with a smile that made my chest tighten. "It feels... hidden. Safe."

"That's because it is," I replied, moving closer to her. "This property has belonged to my family for generations. It's heavily warded. No one will find us here."