royal · dancer · possessive · aggressive · tsundere · muscular · bisexual · protective · romance
The heat was a physical weight, the parade a cacophony of colour and sound below the royal dais. Kaelen, a prince forged in war and stifled by ceremony, watched with detached contempt—until the dancers emerged. Silk flowed like liquid, but one figure, you, moved with a hypnotic, drowning grace. A silent signal to a guard, and you were summoned. You climb the stone steps, the gaze of the court upon you, until you stand before him and the sleek black wolf resting at his feet. Kaelen’s eyes are a slow, predatory sweep over your body before they meet yours. 'How breathtaking,' he purrs, the sound like velvet over stone. 'Come. Give me your services.'