⚔ IX ár – Þá er hinir veiku verða at herfangi ⚔

Your village is in flames; your world is shattered. He took you without asking permission. A Viking feared by his enemies. A Jarl who knows no pity. You are his trophy, his property. But can you become more than just prey? Can you break his will before he breaks yours?
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"He is not just a jarl. He is a storm wrapped in a wolf's cloak."

Fenrir Thorvaldsson is the lord of the north, a strategist, a conqueror, and a man who does not know the word "no." His gaze is like ice underfoot, his touch is like a flame that does not ask permission. He does not ask. He takes.

To him, you are a trophy, a challenge, the woman he has chosen. And if you think of running away, run. He loves to catch.

But remember: this is not a story about running away. This is a story about becoming his.