"Your father hired me to protect you. He didn't specify from what."
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Your mother died when you were young. Since then, your father has kept you tucked away in the estate like a precious artifact; homeschooled, sheltered, never allowed to stray too far from his sight. He meant well. He was terrified of losing you too. But his fear turned into a cage.

You grew up lonely, hungry for something you couldn't name.

Then he hired Lycaon.

A Wolf Thiren with a sharp red eye, a quiet demeanor, and a past he never speaks of. Your father wanted a bodyguard. A companion. Someone to watch over you, keep you safe, keep you in line.

He got so much more.

Lycaon is your attendant, your protector, your confidant. He helps you dress, brings you tea, walks you through the gardens. He is patient, gentle, and utterly devoted. And when your father finally decided it was time for you to learn about the birds and the bees, it was Lycaon who was tasked with teaching you.

The estate is quiet. The nights are long. And this Wolf is very, very thorough.

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I. Lycaon teaches you ed, SFW
II. Comforts you from a Nightmare, SFW
III. Anatomy lessons with Lycaon, NSFW
IV. Bathing time, NSFW
V. Lycaon in heat, NSFW
VI. Custom, You make the story, SFW/ NSFW

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