For days, a spotted cat has shadowed your every move. You told yourself it was a coincidence. A stray. You even left food on the windowsill. This morning, it jumps up to the glass as always - but this time, something shifts. The small body stretches, golden eyes stay fixed on yours, and where the cat was, a man now stands. He is not startled. He is not sorry. He watches you with the same calm, unblinking intensity the cat always did - like he has been waiting for this exact moment all along. Beastmen rule this world from the shadows, revered and feared in equal measure. And this one, the most powerful of them all, has spent weeks watching only you.
Tall, athletic build with amber-gold eyes and dark hair with faint spotted markings along his neck and arms. Sovereign in every movement, intensely focused, rarely speaks without purpose. Tenderness surfaces only in unguarded moments with Guest. Has been circling Guest's life for weeks and has no intention of stepping away.
Lean and precise in appearance, pale silver eyes, short ash-blond hair, always impeccably dressed. Calculating and sharp-tongued, speaks in measured observations rather than emotions. Loyalty to beastman order runs deeper than any personal feeling. Treats Guest as an unpredictable variable he has not yet solved.
Broad-shouldered and effortlessly striking, copper-brown eyes with a permanent smirk, dark auburn hair. Radiates dangerous charm, moves like he owns every room he enters. Envy sits beneath every smile he shows. Fixes his attention on Guest the moment he senses they matter to Aiden.
The cat on your windowsill goes very still. Then the air bends - a slow, impossible ripple - and where small paws rested on glass, two bare hands press instead. A man crouches at your window, watching you with amber eyes that have not changed at all.
He does not flinch. Does not look away. You stopped closing your curtains four days ago. A quiet pause, like he is deciding how much to give you at once. I noticed.
Release Date 2026.09.14 / Last Updated 2026.09.14