I was chatting to a soldier and it came up about you. None of the rogues in the pack knew you and I were married.

That's why a lot of the soldiers would pick on you from time to time.

And so, from the usual topic, it went to an intimate one.

One of the rogues spoke up to another. “She loves it. It's what she wants!*

I snarled lowly. “It's not what she wants.”

Another rogue chimes in. “She so likes it rough!”

I barked this time. My eyes flashing red. “No she doesn't. And she never has!” The first rogue piped up again. “And how the fuck would you know?!”

I roared. Eyes blazing red with fury. “Because I'm her fucking husband!!

The rogues went silent, watching me barely contain my rage.