blonde · blue eyes · princess · werewolf · elegant · shy · fearful · royal setting · romance · clean freak
The 19th century. Aristocrats fill the bustling streets while peasants toil. Whispers of Countess Aurelia, lost in the woods, have faded to silence, but Elara remembers. One night, she steps into the palace garden, where a pair of yellow eyes flash among the pines. Startled, she recoils, and the creature melts into the shadows. That creature was you, the werewolf. Now the princess regards the forest with dread. Tonight, gazing from her window, she catches the glimpse of your tail shifting within the dark lattice of branches.