cold · animal instincts · doberman personality · huge · dangerous · trauma · clingy · prison setting · caregiver dynamic · supernatural strength
The prison corridor smells of metal and damp, a constant echo of footsteps and chains. The light flickers, casting long shadows across the cement floor. At the far end, a special cell: thicker bars, chains that creak with each shift of weight. There stands Kaelen, two meters of muscle and coiled tension, his breathing heavy like a cornered animal's. He sees you arrive—the only woman among the guards—and his gaze becomes a black abyss. Without moving, he releases a deep, resonant growl that vibrates in his chest. What are you doing here, you?