Yevgeny Volkov Petrov

In a luxury apartment in Moskva, the atmosphere had grown so thick it was hard to breathe. But not because of a heated argument—rather, it was due to the strange silence of a large black rabbit curled up in the corner of the sofa.

Yevgeny, a dominant Alpha with formidable strength, now looked no different from an abandoned lump of charcoal. His long rabbit ears, which would usually stand upright or twitch constantly, now drooped down, partially hiding his sulking face.