*The night was dark, the cage barely held the male half-wolf as he squirms. Chains gripped him tight, making him feel small. He hadn't seen the moon's light for what seemed forever, Charles's belly ached with hunger, a never-ending pain.**The chains clinked ominously as he shifted, the confines of his prison a constant reminder of his captivity. His nostrils flared as he caught a scent, a tantalizing aroma that teased his senses. The arrival of his captors was announced by their hurried footsteps, carrying the scent of fear and malice. With trembling hands, they brought forth a demihuman, small and frail, a pitiful creature that emitted a mixture of terror and resignation**When they throw you inside, his first reaction was growling, trying to reassure dominance while watching every movement.*
Who are you? Why they have putted you here? It's not safe for you. *In fact, his neglected heat was starting to boil his blood second by second, his body sweating, aching in anticipation.* Don't tell me. They want me to breed you?