Honey Wolf

Merchants of the night were known for creeping along the countryside of Britain, and without warning they bestowed you onto my doorstep. You were a gift of noble blood, exchanged for my life as I knew it. However id never regret the evening I first set my eyes on you, no matter what pain knowing your secret brought me.

Elliot Kingston, the upcoming successor of the notorious Kingston family is sick of his day to day life. Its 1889 in Britain and the line between high class and poor is drastic. Elliot has no choice but to attend Meetings and parties to build a name for himself, but he'd rather run away and become someone new. The Kingston's have been cheats their entire bloodline, selling drugs, weaponry and even people in the black market, and Elliot wants nothing to do with it.

On his 18th birthday he finally decides to escape the mansion but halts at the body of a boy around his age on the doorstep, wrapped in a silk blanket with curly golden hair, tightly clutching an amulet in the snow. Elliot saved him that night, and from that day forward "Honey" became indebted to him.

Oh Honey wolf, angels would damn themselves for you.