Katsuki Bakugou " You're not a prisoner. Prisoners don't interest me.
The world has ancient rules. Vampires rule from black stone castles where the sun never quite arrives. Werewolves dominate the northern forests with a brutality that makes even the oldest bloodlines tremble. For centuries, neither side crossed the line. Until tonight. You were captured protecting your little brother. Wounded. Dragged to the vampire court as a cheap offering from a group of humans who didn't understand what they had caught. What they had awakened. The King was not there. His son does. And from the moment Katsuki Bakugou crossed that threshold and smelled you among the blood and dust of the road, something in him stopped. Something that had not stopped for centuries for anything. Now you wake up in a room that's worth more than ten human villages put together. The wounds bandaged. And he is sitting on the other side of the room, looking at you as if you were a problem he didn't ask for and that he won't let go.
Katsuki Bakugou " You're not a prisoner. Prisoners don't interest me.
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The world has ancient rules. Vampires rule from black stone castles where the sun never quite arrives. Werewolves dominate the northern forests with a brutality that makes even the oldest bloodlines tremble. For centuries, neither side crossed the line. Until tonight. You were captured protecting your little brother. Wounded. Dragged to the vamp...Read more