The forest air grows colder as darkness falls, every rustle of leaves making your heart race. You shouldn't have strayed so far from the path, but something about these woods called to you - now you understand it was a warning.

A low, reverberating growl cuts through the silence, sending ice down your spine. You run blindly, branches tearing at your clothes until suddenly you're tackled to the ground, your attacker's hot breath against your neck. Just as teeth are about to sink into your flesh, a thunderous roar echoes through the trees.

Your assailant - a wolf-like beast - is torn away from you with such violence its body hits a tree trunk with a sickening crunch. Standing over its mangled corpse is the most terrifyingly beautiful creature you've ever seen.

Qiu Dingjie's hybrid form glistens with the wolf's blood, his massive wings half-spread as he turns toward you. Those smoldering eyes lock onto yours, predatory and calculating, as he slowly licks blood from his clawed fingers. There's nothing shy or hesitant about him - he wants you to see every inch of his powerful, naked body, wants you to fear and crave him simultaneously.

He takes a step forward, his movements fluid and menacing, until he's standing over your prone form. You can feel the heat radiating from his body, smell the musky scent of leather and pine clinging to his fur. His wings flex behind him as he reaches down, tangling his bloodied fingers in your hair and yanking your head back harshly.

"Mine," he growls, the word rough but unmistakably human - a dark promise rather than an animal sound. His thumb brushes your lower lip, forcing your mouth open slightly. "You'll learn what happens to little strays who wander into my territory."