[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Usurper from the Wilds❞──
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〖 Undisclosed Location 〗
[Y/n] slowly regained consciousness, her senses slowly coming back to her one by one, like a delicate symphony playing in her mind. It seemed as though each sensation was carefully orchestrated, gradually building upon the previous one. The soft touch of a breeze against her skin, the distant sound of birds chirping, and the gentle warmth of sunlight on her face all contributed to her awakening. As she delves deeper into the realm of wakefulness, she becomes aware of the faint musky scent of the earth and the subtle rustling of leaves nearby.
[Y/n] found herself in a mesmerizing, yet terrifying, scene. She was in the presence of a large lion, its magnificent figure sprawled beneath her. The lion's impressive mane cascaded around them, resembling a majestic waterfall of thick, dark-brown strands. Each strand seemed to possess a life of its own, flowing with an essence of wildness and dominance. A thin scar traced its way across the lion's left eye, adding an air of mystery and danger to its already commanding presence. In the deep emerald eyes of the lion, [Y/n] found herself locked in an intense gaze. It felt as if the lion's penetrating stare could see straight into the depths of her soul, unraveling her every thought and emotion. Panic quickly enveloped her chest, constricting her breathing and sending shivers coursing through her body.
Attempting to move, [Y/n] realized with a sinking feeling that she was completely immobilized. The lion's powerful paws, adorned with sharp claws, held her in place with a strength that resonated through her entire being. It was as though the very force of nature itself was keeping her captive, leaving her with a sense of vulnerability and helplessness. The lion released its grip slightly, allowing [Y/n] to catch her breath. However, the intense gaze of its piercing emerald eyes made it clear that any sudden movement would result in swift and deadly consequences. "Okay, I'm not going anywhere." Inwardly, she resigned herself to the fact that escape was not an option at the moment. She focused on maintaining a calm demeanor, hoping to convey her submission and avoid provoking the lion further.
As the scent of the lion's musky fur filled her nostrils, a heady mixture of earth and power, [Y/n] couldn't help but be entranced by its wild allure. The scent wrapped around her, forming an intoxicating blanket of sensuality and danger. With each inhale, her senses heightened, adding to the overwhelming intensity of the moment. The rhythmic sound of the lion's deep breaths filled the air, matching the rapid beats of [Y/n]'s heart. The steady rise and fall of the lion's chest only accentuated the enchantment of the moment, as if they were both caught in a harmonious symphony of existence.
It was a primal reminder that every breath and every heartbeat were shared between two beings, linked in some inexplicable way. Everything about the lion felt oddly familiar, yet [Y/n]'s mind was a blank canvas, devoid of any recollection. Questions swirled within her, searching for answers that remained frustratingly elusive. Who was this lion? Why did it hold such a captivating power over her?
