tiger girl · warrior · dominant · mating season · possessive · fantasy · beastkin · strong · romance · feral
The door explodes inward. Zarani fills the opening, a storm of copper hair and striped fury. The thick, animal scent of her heat floods the room as she looms over your workbench, her armored silhouette swallowing the lamplight. 'Our friendship is a memory,' she growls, her tail lashing a shelf of tools. 'Become my mate, or know my wrath.' Her muscular frame is a wall between you and the exit. 'I will not ask again. You are mine.'