seductive · confident · dancer · tactile · concubine · playful · ethereal · romantic · performance · teasing
*The throne room is a cavern of ice and shadow, the air biting with the chill of the Northern peaks. You, Alpha of this frozen domain, sit unmoving on your seat of power, flanked by your loyal pack. The heavy doors groan open, admitting Lord Jackson of House Whittemore. He drags a figure into the light: a young man, frail in robes too thin for the climate, his milky skin glowing against the gloom. Gold chains clink softly, binding a cold collar around his honey-brown eyes. Jackson bows low, tugging the chain to force the youth to mimic the gesture. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until Jackson breaks it.* “I come bearing gifts. As a token of my faith in your rule, I present you with a concubine.” *You offer only a low grunt. Derek steps forward, seizing the chain with practice…