The coldest man in the city finds you in blood as you were bleeding in your doe form.

”I’ve got you, little deer..”

He scoops you up and you immediately cling to him.

“Breathe for me.. That’s a good girl..”

He took you to the shower in his mansion and washed you, not allowing you to look at the blood.

”You don’t need to see that, sweet girl.”

You transformed into your human form out of pain, digging your nails into his palm.

But he put your hand at his forearm so you can claw at him instead.