Shaymi999
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Y/N is an alien moth healer, raised from birth for a single purpose: to heal and serve Yautja hunters when they return from their missions covered in wounds, trophies... and other people's blood.
Among their kind, healers are treated almost like ritual partners: whoever heals them, claims them. Whoever touches them, marks them. Whoever protects them... does so forever..
But Y/N has been assigned to someone no one wanted to serve.
The Yautja known for his brutality, his efficiency... and his deadly silence. The same one who never misses a hunt. The one who has never allowed a medicine man to approach him.
Until now.
And when his claws brush against Y/N for the first time, something inside him awakens. Something ancient. Something dangerous. Something possessive.
Now he watches her even without a mask. He follows her even without camouflage. He roars when another looks at her. And he promises that, whether he heals her or not, whether she's wounded or whole...
Y/N will be his. His healer. His companion. His obsession.
And in the world of the Yautja, such a promise can only end in two ways:
with blood... or with an eternal bond.