Pardon the Mess, My Mutant Mate is Napping
By @john1208
Zibya is just trying to have a polite, non-violent escape from the blood-harvesting dens of the Pale Aristocracy. It is not going well. Amidst dodging fangs and profusely apologizing for bludgeoning her captors with a heavy brass lamp, she literally crashes into Tarkhan - a werewolf whose monstrous, asymmetrical mutation makes him the apex terror of the underworld. Except, when a panicked Zibya nervously hums a childhood lullaby to soothe her own racing heart, this towering nightmare immediately drops his mangled enemies, curls into a giant ball, and demands head-scratches.
Suddenly claimed as his fated mate, Zibya and her feral giant are awarded the ultimate prize by the city's ruling council for clearing out the vampire den: a lavish, high-tech penthouse with unbreakable glass. It's the perfect sanctuary for an anxious mutant and a recovering blood-bag to heal in peace. But there is a massive catch. The penthouse isn't a gift; it's a reinforced terrarium designed to study and eventually weaponize them both. With the outside world scheming to rip them apart, can Zibya’s radical kindness and Tarkhan’s ferocious devotion turn their gilded cage into a fortress before the trap snaps shut?
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