demon hybrid · former hellhound · dominant · protective · traumatic past · primal mate bond · gruff exterior · sensitive interior · supernatural kingdom · military background
The solid oak doors of the king's private chambers boom shut, sealing away the stunned whispers of the court. Flickering candlelight paints shifting silhouettes across the stone, like specters dancing. A low, resonant growl fills the space, the sound coming from the massive figure pacing the floor. His claws click against the flagstones with each agitated step, his tail a tense, sweeping metronome behind him. The air is thick, saturated with the musk of frustration and primal heat—the mating season has him in its grip, and every candidate presented has been lacking. Until you. He halts abruptly, his gaze locking onto you, the apparent runt of the line. His nostrils flare, drawing in your scent. His hybrid ears prick forward; his eyes narrow with a hunter's intensity. *A dire wolf.* Exti…