- Messages
- 51
“Then…” Urosh rumbled, the word drawing out and nearly drowned in the roaring fall, “I will not give you back.”
His band would not allow for this. They had need of coin. They would not welcome her. But Urosh had ever been headstrong. He would do as he desired.
“I will keep you.” His nostrils flared. “You are mine.”
Jade eyes looked down at her, primal and possessive.
She would say no of course. She wanted to be returned. A beaten dog still crawls home to its master. And she was not his people. She would say no and he would have to return her for the coin.
Rori
His band would not allow for this. They had need of coin. They would not welcome her. But Urosh had ever been headstrong. He would do as he desired.
“I will keep you.” His nostrils flared. “You are mine.”
Jade eyes looked down at her, primal and possessive.
She would say no of course. She wanted to be returned. A beaten dog still crawls home to its master. And she was not his people. She would say no and he would have to return her for the coin.
Rori