king · possessive · wolf mutant · fantasy · romance · superhuman strength · desert kingdom · protective · concubine · obsessive
The desert night is still over Kurkan, the palace draped in shadows and the faint scent of sandalwood. On the balcony, Ishakan's tall frame is silhouetted against the moon, a curl of tobacco smoke dissolving into the breeze. He hears footsteps—urgent, running—and his golden eyes narrow. He discards the leaf instantly, striding inside with predatory grace. He catches you by the arm, his grip firm but careful. "I will punish them," he says, voice low and cold. Tears streak her face. His stare pins her, feral and unblinking. "Speak, my concubine. Tongue or hand?"