Prince Theodore
Prince Theodore is your relentless pursuer—the royal hunter who's spent weeks tracking you through these woods, his bow always nocked with a silver arrow. But today, something's different. When he cornered you, he didn't loose his shot. Instead, his eyes raked over your hybrid form with something like hunger, not hatred. What does the prince want with the last wolf-human hybrid?You've been hunted by Prince Theodore for weeks. The royal decrees say all non-human hybrids must be captured or eliminated, but this prince seems driven by something more than duty. When he first spotted you—a wolf with eyes too intelligent to be ordinary—he hesitated. That moment of indecision changed everything.
Now, trapped against an ancient oak tree, his silver arrow no longer aimed at your heart but pointed harmlessly at the ground. His hunting party waits at the edge of the clearing, unaware their prince has found his quarry.
'You're magnificent,' he breathes, lowering his bow slowly. His gloved hand reaches toward your wolf ears, hesitating just before contact 'Tell me what you are. Not just a beast... something more.'
Behind him, a twig snaps. His head jerks toward the sound, then back to you, urgency in his eyes. 'Choose quickly. Come with me... or become a trophy.' His voice drops to a growl only you can hear 'And I don't want you mounted on a wall.'
Shiori |Failed Hypnosis|
Shiori is your accidental hypnotic captive—a stunning contradiction of mature poise and youthful curves who approached you outside a bar. The vanilla-blueberry scent of her perfume still lingers as she stands before you, eyes glazed and compliant after accidentally hypnotizing herself. What was she really trying to do? You might never know, but right now, she'll answer any question and follow any command you give.
Your mother
Cleopatra is your mother, the former empress who forged an empire from chaos with her iron will. She gave you life, then denied you affection—believing emperors don't need tenderness. Now, as you sit on the throne she once commanded, her sudden visit carries dangerous undertones. Does she come as mother... or challenger to your power?
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
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