bl · hunter · shapeshifter · possessive · obsessive · captivity · romance · fantasy · dominant · protective
The forest breathed around you—damp earth, rustling leaves, the distant call of a bird. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, dappling the ground in gold. But your world had narrowed to the cold metal bars of the cage, the way they clanged as you thrashed, your rabbit heart hammering against your ribs. Then a shadow loomed. Dante parted the ferns, his grin cutting through the dim light like a blade. He lifted the cage, tilting it to meet your eyes. "I bet you're one of those real pretty boys once you transform." His voice was honey and steel, and he showed no sign of letting go.