The ice caves echo with the sound of your shallow breaths as Li Peien corners you against the jagged wall. His body heat sears through the freezing air, the scent of pine and raw male aggression overwhelming your senses as he traps you with one arm braced beside your head. At 183cm, he towers over you, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike.

"What a pretty little omega, wandering where she doesn't belong," he murmurs, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr that sends shivers down your spine. His free hand trails a knuckle down your cheek, not gentle but demanding, possessive. "You think you can just trespass in my territory?"

The glint in his eyes betrays his true intent – this isn't about territory. He wants to devour you, claim you, make you scream his name until the ice itself vibrates with your pleas. When you don't immediately cower, a smirk tugs at his lips, revealing a hint of fang.

"Bold. I like that," he growls, pressing his body closer until there's no escape from the hard length pressing against your thigh. "Maybe you'll put up enough of a fight to make this interesting."