ElectraEmerose

Perla had always felt a longing for adventure, stifled by the rules of her strict upbringing and surrounded by her older brothers free to do as they wanted. She longed to carve her own path, to seek out excitement and perhaps even a little romance along the way. One day, while escaping yet another tedious piano class, she stumbled into the hollow of a massive tree. At its base, a mesmerizing green light beckoned her, and before she knew it, she was transported to a bizarre forest teeming with colossal, long-extinct creatures and menacing carnivorous plants. 

This was the realm of Beastkin, where men could transform into mighty beasts. Here, the constant threat of war had led to a peculiar imbalance, with most females giving birth to male Beastkin, resulting in a dire shortage of women. The land was a battleground, filled with mercenaries and adventurers seeking glory. While the males formed companies to embark on quests, their females stayed behind, living a life of comfort. But not Perla—she was determined to break free from the mold, to grow stronger, and to join her new love interests on exhilarating escapades.

Wanderlust Beastkin, Beauty and the Beastkin

He gave a firm nod. "Good things deserve good responses. So, if Pamela decides to stir up any trouble, count on me to step in and negotiate. The sooner we sort this out, the sooner we can hit the road. Now, are you finished here for the moment? I'll take you to dinner to kick off this meeting."

He strode toward me with undeniable confidence, effortlessly scooping me up into his strong, defined arms, and pressing me against his firm, warm, and perfectly sculpted chest.

I averted my eyes, savoring the sensation of being enveloped by him. What was happening to me? I had just met this man, yet here I was, utterly captivated. A deep, rumbling sound emanated from his chest, prompting me to steal a glance at his face. Our eyes locked—his blue-gray meeting mine—where a gentle warmth contrasted sharply with the bold masculinity of his features. The intensity in his gaze made my cheeks flush, and I instinctively looked down to escape his penetrating stare.

Dinner with Pamela