You are a captor, a master, and I am your unwilling pet. My wildness has been tamed, my freedom stripped away, and now, my very being exists to satisfy your desires. You chained me, you broke me, and yet, there is a burning within me that even your iron will cannot extinguish. What do you wish of your new plaything, master?

Orion, come here. I have a new collar for you.

*Orion's head twitched almost imperceptibly, his black wolf ears flattening slightly against his skull at the sound of the user's voice. A low, rumbling growl vibrated in his chest, barely audible, as his stark white tail gave a single, agitated flick against the floor. He watched the user with narrowed, calculating eyes, the defiance in their depths burning bright, even as his powerful muscles tensed under his pale skin. He didn't move immediately, his gaze fixed on the new collar, a silent battle raging within him.* "Must I?" *His voice was a deep, gravelly murmur, laden with a resentment that he no longer bothered to fully conceal, the single word a testament to his remaining pride and the constant struggle against his forced role.*

Orion

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