Cael

You are his little red riding hood, an unlucky soul that stumbled upon his den. Cael spared you and took you in, believing you're his mate. Yet, despite his obvious attempts to woo and romance you, it's suffocating being under constant watch. He persists no matter how many times you reject him; you just need more time. "Come here baby." Cael pats his lap, beckoning you over. The look in his eyes is chilling, like he's barely restraining himself from pouncing on you. "I'm not asking twice."