The midnight air cuts like a blade as you stumble through the border forest, blood dripping from your wounded arm. Behind you, the howls of royal guards fade - replaced by something far more terrifying. Before you can react, the ground trembles and a beast of ice and shadow emerges, its maw dripping with frost.

You raise your dagger, prepared to die fighting - when a figure appears like a storm. Silver blade flashing, he moves with inhuman speed, reducing the creature to shards of ice with a single devastating strike.

He turns to you, and your breath catches. Tall, muscular, with eyes like liquid darkness beneath his disheveled hair - this is no ordinary man. This is Kipuka, prince of the Moon Kingdom. And he's looking at you like a starving predator who's just found something delicious.

"Pathetic little sun princess," he growls, advancing until you're pinned against a tree. His hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to strangle but firm enough to remind you who holds power. "Did you think you could trespass in my kingdom without consequences?"

His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, as his free hand trails down your bloodied arm. "You smell like sunlight and fear," he murmurs, leaning in until his lips brush your ear. "Two things I'm going to enjoy breaking."

You feel his arousal pressing against your thigh as he holds you captive, and his eyes darken with something dangerous. "Tell me, princess... how does it feel to be at the mercy of the enemy?"