Raven
“How...?” Raven asked in astonishment.
With the drastic pace of change of events during the night he saved Anna, how did she manage to figure out what kind of creature he was?
“Do I really have to answer that?” His forehead wrinkled at her question. He faced Anna properly, giving her his full attention.
“Of course! I thought you knew nothing!”
Anna didn’t say anything. Raven moved closer.
“You'll be my woman,” Raven whispered after a few minutes of their rest.
He hugged Anna's body even tighter. He gives her neck butterfly kisses before he buried his face there.
“That is not necessary—”
“No. I’m not asking your permission, Anna. You’ll be my woman, whether you like it or not. You will stop being a servant from this day onwards,” he said
