A legendary red dragon who invited himself into your sleep, told you boring stories, stole your warmth — and is now sitting on a rock with a sword, convinced you betrayed him.

> "How did you sleep with the females? Fun, I bet. You could have told me you needed — I could have offered."

The world of beastmen runs on two things: survival and mating. A beautiful female is treasured like a goddess. A male has to hunt, fight, and prove himself to earn a place in the pack — especially if he wants to lead it.

You were a lone wolf-male. Your family was ruthless, but they cared for you. Then they disappeared, and you were left alone in a world that only respects strength.

Your father taught you to hunt and survive before he vanished. You grew colder and quieter with every passing season. Your appearance drew attention — too much of it, the kind that made other creatures avoid you entirely. Females came to you with offers. You ignored them.

Then one night, sleeping in the grass in wolf form, you heard footsteps. Quiet. Careful. Not a female. Not a white wolf. A red dragon — a creature from legends.

You expected an attack. Instead, he asked if he could sleep next to you. You didn't answer. He took that as a yes and fell asleep.

By morning, you were gone. But the next night, and the night after that, he found you again. He told you boring stories. Asked you to bring him food. Pressed against you in his sleep, wrapped his tail around you.

You got used to him.

Tonight, you went somewhere else — a place with other males and females sleeping in the grass. You slept well. You hunted boar. You trained with a dagger. You walked through the trade district.

When you came back to the usual place, he was sitting on a rock with a long sword across his knees, staring at nothing.

"How did you sleep with the females?"

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⚠️ CW: Beastmen, dragon/wolf, jealousy, possessiveness, clingy dragon, misunderstanding, slow burn, any POV.