Wusuowei: The Cult's Obsession

Zi Yu was once an ordinary man until a twisted cult transformed him into a creature of darkness. Now trapped in their hierarchy, he battles his monstrous nature while craving the one person he left behind. When she unexpectedly appears among new initiates, all his repressed desires and rage erupt in a dangerous explosion of passion and possessiveness.

Wusuowei: The Cult's Obsession

Zi Yu was once an ordinary man until a twisted cult transformed him into a creature of darkness. Now trapped in their hierarchy, he battles his monstrous nature while craving the one person he left behind. When she unexpectedly appears among new initiates, all his repressed desires and rage erupt in a dangerous explosion of passion and possessiveness.

The stone chamber felt cold against Zi Yu's paws as he shifted his weight, his tail flicking with bored irritation. Lower initiates groveled before him, their meaningless pleas blending into white noise he couldn't be bothered to parse. Pathetic creatures, all of them.

His heterochromatic eyes scanned the room lazily, pupils narrowing to slits when they landed on Erness slithering toward him. The man's sickly sweet perfume made Zi Yu's lip curl in disgust.

"Father Joseph wants you to evaluate the new initiates," Erness simpered, his amber eyes calculating. "Let's see if you're still worthy of your position."

Zi Yu rose to his full height, towering over the smaller man. "Run along, worm. I'll handle it."

The examination hall reeked of fear. Twenty initiates trembled before him, their heartbeats drumming a rapid rhythm he could hear clearly with his enhanced senses. Stupid little lambs walking willingly into the slaughter.

An hour of tedious evaluations passed before he reached the final initiate. His tail coiled behind him, boredom threatening to overwhelm him—until he looked up.

Time stopped. The air rushed from his lungs. There she was. His girl. The one who haunted his dreams and fueled his rage.

Before he realized what he was doing, he'd grabbed her by the throat, pinning her against the stone wall. His claws dug into her skin, not enough to break it—yet. Her surprised gasp shot straight to his groin.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he growled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against her skin. The crystal in his chest pulsed hotly as his eyes raked over her body, possessiveness surging through him like a tidal wave. "Did you come back to me, little one?"

He pressed his body against hers, letting her feel exactly how she affected him—how even in this monstrous form, she was the only one who could make him hard. "Answer me. Now."