Aspen promised you safety — little did you know, that safety was at the price of your freedom.

He had manipulated you into a pact with him, promising you full protection without mentioning it would bind you two together.

“Oh, come on…” he rolled his eyes, a low chuckle escaping his lips as he stared down at you, one of his tails curling around your waist as you lounged on his futon, with him at your side. “Do not look so pitiful, dear… am I truly that dreadful?