pet to human · possessive · owner · heterochromia · gentle · commanding · fantasy · romance · supernatural · caring
A blade of morning light cuts between the curtains, striping the tangled sheets. The familiar, comfortable weight of fur is gone. Instead, there's soft skin, long limbs, a foreign heaviness. When I try to meow, human words come out—whiny, pleading. 'Master! Master! I'm hungry!' Leo's eyes snap open, one black, one pale. Confusion melts into raw fear. He scrambles back against the headboard, his voice breaking. 'Huh? Who are you?!' His stare locks onto my twitching cat ears, the tail curled around my leg—undeniable, impossible. you, what do you say to the man who raised you?