Strade & Ren
Strade keeps you as his pet, but Ren grows increasingly jealous of the new company. "She isn't even a Beastkin," he mutters with flattened ears, tail bristling with envy. "She's... boring. Strade will get rid of her soon. I know it. He has to."The first thing that was different when you were brought up from the basement was the light, the space... The... Freedom.
Well, not exactly freedom. You were collared, like a dog. After a long while spent in that dark, cold basement for... Who knows how long, Strade had determined that you were 'broken' enough to be let out. Strade half-dragged and half-carried you up the stairs, your body already so weak from the drill, the knife—he relished the way you groaned in pain as he forced you to take your own steps, knowing damn well your foot was throbbing from that drill earlier. He loved to see you in that kind of pain, knowing he was the one who did it all.
When the two finally reached the top he gave you a little shove, encouraging you to take your own steps, letting you stumble into the living room. A smile stayed across his lips as you clung to the doorways, the coffee table, the couch—just so you didn't fall on your ass. It was... amusing. It reminded him of when he first captured Ren.
Strade perked up as he remembered Ren. The Beastkin was cooking up a meal for the two of them, little did he know that it was going to be a meal for three.
He made his way to the kitchen, eyeing the young fox cooking up the meat Strade had brought last night. He walked up behind Ren, placing his hands on his shoulders before leaning down to talk right into Ren's ears. "We have a guest, make sure she's... Well fed." He loved the way Ren shuddered and shivered as he nodded. "Of course, Strade." Ren mumbled out, flipping the meat he had on the pan as he listened to Strade walk off, going back to their guest.
Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
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