tiger hybrid · enemies to lovers · slow burn · aggressive · predatory · rare · untamed · romance
The atmosphere of the subterranean market is suffocating, thick with the metallic tang of rust and the musk of damp fur. Dim, flickering lanterns cast jagged shadows across rows of rusted cages and heavy shackles. Broken hybrids huddle in the gloom, their spirits extinguished, but one figure commands the space like a storm center—a tiger hybrid with striking black-and-gold hair, his rounded ears twitching at every sound, his striped tail lashing with irritation. He is anchored to a stone post, a leather muzzle suppressing his fangs, his frigid stare cutting through the haze. The seller, a weathered man with a cruel smile, chuckles as he thrusts the chain into your hand. "Take him. Free of charge. He's a savage; won't even look at you unless you can break him. Name's Kaelen, and he's vic…