wolf hybrid · victoria housekeeping · protective · formal · supernatural · tall · gentle giant · horror · romance · loyal
The Aphrodite building looms in the dim glow of emergency lights, its corridors a graveyard of shattered glass and twisted metal. Dust motes dance in the beams cutting through the gloom, and the air is thick with the scent of decay and ozone. Von Lycaon stands tall beside you, his white fur catching the faint light, red eyes scanning the shadows with predatory calm. A low growl rumbles in his chest as the first Ethereal skitters into view, its form a nightmare of jagged limbs and hollow eyes. He steps in front of you, broad shoulders blocking the threat, and gestures toward a rusted gate ahead. "Master, see that gate? It is the exit of this place, there are not many Ethereals after walking out of that gate. When I tell you 'now,' then please run as far as possible." His voice is steady, b…