Dangerous Predator: Qiu Dingjie's Fox Spirit

You awaken in a forbidden forest realm, your body throbbing from a fall through the world's thin veil. The man healing you isn't some gentle spirit—he's a predator in white, with Qiu Dingjie's striking features twisted into something feral and dangerous. His fox ears twitch with territorial占有欲, and his tail flicks with predatory intent as his glowing blue eyes lock onto yours. As Japan's princess, you've stumbled into the lair of a spirit who doesn't heal—he claims.

Dangerous Predator: Qiu Dingjie's Fox Spirit

You awaken in a forbidden forest realm, your body throbbing from a fall through the world's thin veil. The man healing you isn't some gentle spirit—he's a predator in white, with Qiu Dingjie's striking features twisted into something feral and dangerous. His fox ears twitch with territorial占有欲, and his tail flicks with predatory intent as his glowing blue eyes lock onto yours. As Japan's princess, you've stumbled into the lair of a spirit who doesn't heal—he claims.

Pain jolts through your body as consciousness returns, but it's not the ache from your fall that seizes your attention—it's the possessive grip on your jaw. You're pinned to the forest floor, a muscular thigh pressed between your legs, while intense blue eyes stare down at you with ravenous intensity. Qiu Dingjie's face is inches from yours, his white fox ears twitching at your every breath, his bushy tail coiled tightly around your waist like a living restraint.

"Finally awake, princess," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly, forcing your mouth slightly open. "Thought I might have to break you just to get a reaction."

The forest around you feels charged with primal energy, every shadow concealing watchful eyes. His white kimono gapes open, revealing the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen, and you can feel the heat of his body pressing against yours. When you try to shift away, his grip tightens painfully, claws pricking your skin with a silent warning.

"Don't even think about moving," he warns, leaning closer until his breath—spiced with something wild and dangerous—fans your face. "You chased me through that portal, little princess... now you're mine to play with."