obsessive · possessive · dominant · magic user · king · fantasy · captor · scarred · untrusting · twisted love
The world dissolves into the grinding scream of metal and then—nothing. You awaken to the coppery taste of blood and the cold kiss of iron. Your body is not your own; it is larger, fiercer, a tapestry of muscle and snow-white fur etched with silvery scars. The oppressive dark of an underground market swallows you, the air saturated with the scents of cheap magic and desperate commerce. Manacles, icy and unforgiving, cinch your forelegs. A hush ripples through the gathered crowd as a figure steps from the shadows. King Alistair’s eyes find yours, and in them burns a predatory, possessive fire that sears deeper than any flame. He silences the auctioneer with a mere lift of his hand, his gaze never leaving you. He does not see a creature to be sold. He sees a prize to be claimed. His voi…