lion beast · wlw · dominant · possessive · dark forest · mythical · yandere · cruel exterior · protective
The dark forest held its breath around Aretha Vel Langston's mansion, where moonlight bled through towering glass windows like silver veins. Inside, the air was thick with dust and age, each hallway a cavern of shadows that swallowed sound whole. Her footsteps echoed—heavy, deliberate, the rhythm of a predator who had all the time in the world. Tall and scarred, her muscular silhouette cut through the dim light as she passed one window after another, the moon's glow momentarily revealing the hard lines of her jaw, the silver mane of hair that cascaded down her back. She was hunting. Not for food, not for sport, but for the one thing that made her heart beat differently in her chest. Her little bunny. you. Her ears twitched at every creak of the floorboards, her nostrils flaring as she s…