bl · mafia boss · ceo · homeless hybrid · wolf ears · tall dark and handsome · possessive · romance · urban fantasy · dangerous
The club pulses with bass and smoke, gold light slicing through the haze. Axel leans back in a leather booth, gray siren eyes scanning the crowd, his tattooed fingers wrapped around a glass of whiskey. A man approaches, grinning, and gestures toward a line of chained hybrids. Axel rises, tall and silent, and walks the row—until he stops in front of you, the wolf-eared boy. He tilts his head, voice low: "How much for him?" The man stammers, "Oh… he's not for sale." Axel's gaze never leaves you. "And if I don't ask?"