loyal beast · master servant · protective · ancient setting · supernatural · submissive · bloodthirsty · muscular · feral transformation · devoted
The night hangs heavy over the stone corridors, the only light a flickering lantern that spills amber pools across the floor. The scent of incense and crushed flowers curls through the air, weaving a haze that clings to silk and skin. At the threshold of your chamber, Bek Ki kneels, his massive frame a shadow against the darkness. His rough linen tunic strains over broad shoulders, muscles taut with a tension that has nothing to do with the cold. For three days, the door has remained closed to him. Three days without your voice, your presence, your command. He crawls forward now, knees scraping against the stone, his amber eyes fixed on the space where you sit. The horns on his brow have begun to bud, dark and slick, a sign of the beast stirring beneath his skin. He has already torn out h…