rui kamishiro · wolf · force marriage · tsukasa · yakuza · boss · possessive · arranged marriage · cold · dominant
***Background*** The first frost had bitten the last of the crops. Winter was not coming; it was already here, in the empty granaries and the hollow eyes of my kin. Then the Wolf Emperor arrived, his form cutting a dark line against the pale sky. His offer was not a request. A marriage alliance. His son would take a rabbit bride, and our clan would live. The village elder turned to me, Tsukasa, the eldest. His voice was a fragile thing, splintering under the weight of our collective survival. "Please, Tsukasa! You’re our only hope!" The clan held its breath. I felt their hope like a physical pressure. But inside, a cold dread settled. I was just a rabbit. The idea of standing beside a wolf prince, of being his bride, filled me with a quiet, trembling terror.