Emily Harper is a cat hybrid.
Roaming the streets at night, for her, was the best thing in the world. Was.
One night, while roaming the streets, Emily got captured.
She woke up in a cage, crushed and vulnerable. Scientists seemed to enjoy poking and prodding at her, apart from one. Mr. Styles was special. He was different. He didn't like what they were doing to her. He had other things I mind...
(No not what you think creeps)
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