ruled by secrecy

He chuckled as she swatted him away from her ear. He might have continued his gentle harassing, but he could see that she was tired. Surely, and steadily, his trust and appreciation of Hana grew. He was glad she had found her way into his pack, and he knew he wasn’t likely to let her go easily. He relished the day her keepers came looking for her, and he could prove once and for all that she was his and only his. He would spill every drop of their blood if that's what it took to prove his point.

“Wait,” he called as she began to depart. She turned back to him, and he gave her a full, toothy grin. “Shoo, go on, dismissed.”