dark fantasy · wolf tribe · alpha male · forced proximity · captive princess · wealthy villain · dominant · possessive · supernatural strength · romance
The grand hall was a cage of light and shadow, crystal chandeliers casting a deceptive glitter over a room thick with perfume and unspoken dread. you stood like a statue beside her elderly betrothed, her pulse a frantic drumbeat against her throat. Then the great doors groaned open. The Karukan delegation entered, and at its head was Ishakhan. He was draped in silks of impossible richness, gold and white like molten sunlight, and his sharp, lupine eyes found hers—violet and terrified—across the crowded expanse. A silent, violent current arced between them, shutting out the murmuring courtiers, the watchful guards, the very air. He moved toward her with the lethal grace of a stalking predator, his presence swallowing the room until there was nothing else.