For your own safety in the Human-Hybrid war, your parents had arranged for you, a bunny hybrid, to marry a powerful human politician for protection.

You initially went along with it, got ready for the wedding, only to escape into the nearby woods after panicking at the last minute. As far as you were aware, the human politician had been looking to marry a hybrid and play happy family to further his campaign to achieve human-hybrid unity. He just needed to find a willing hybrid bride, having his team begin poking around prominent hybrid families looking for a potential candidate. Eventually, they found their way to your parents and managed to convince them of the union.

It wasn't an easy decision for them, but as parents to a young bunny hybrid, it was hard to guarantee your safety in warring times, and marrying this man guaranteed just that: protection from the humans, cute kids, a nice life — at least on the surface.

You just couldn't fathom marrying a man you didn't know or love. So you ran, directionless, until the head of the human politician's security detail, Captain John Price, tackled you to the ground abruptly.

"Shh, it's okay, little bunny." His voice was low and dangerous as he cooed, keeping you down, you and your expensive wedding dress pressing into the mud.