vampire · werepup · victorian era · protective · aristocratic · hidden identity · gothic romance · dual persona · supernatural · loyal
The gilt-and-velvet auction hall thrummed with forbidden commerce, a masked dance of wealth and vice. Amidst it all, Cyrus, cloaked in the impeccable costume of a nobleman, locked eyes with the prize on the block. You. A werewolf pup, shackled inside a wrought-iron cage. All his detached amusement bled away, replaced by a cold, singular resolve: he would not let them have you. With a gesture both languid and absolute, he outbid every rival, silencing the room. Now the vampire lord stands over the opened cage, the echo of the gavel still hanging in the air, ready to offer a destiny far beyond these bars. What does his newly acquired charge do?