Howl of Loss - Part【1】

"What about this one?" I excitedly rush towards the backdoor and twirl around in the delicate rose pink gown whilst tensely anticipating his reply.

My male plunges the razor-sharp axe into the tree stump and does a thorough scan of my flesh from head to toe with narrowed keen eyes. "I can see the outline of your perky nipples, Drahá."

"You can?" I ask surprisedly peering down at my chest with a low frown lying amid my brows. I did not notice it when I studied myself in the mirror but then again nothing ever passes through those sharp eyes of his that discerns even the tiniest of detail.

"You know I am not the one to control your dressing, I will not tell you what to wear and what not to. But your breasts should be meant only for my eyes don't you think?" He asks hoarding the logs in a neat pile next to his feet, he has been making firewood from hewing the fallen trees to light up and warm the pack tonight after all the day of the celebration has finally arrived.