he lost his temper again, control left him again as he sat in his castle

Annoyed and with no control over himself, he snarled and lunged after the figure, not caring who it was. His claws ripped through the air as he charged across the room, his movements quick and agile despite his larger size. The castle doors slammed shut behind him with a thunderous boom that echoed through the halls, sending bits of dust raining down upon Kartos' black fur as he growled, more focused on tracking down the intruder than worrying about the obstacle they had just presented.

Kartos' eyes narrowed as he took in the terrified figure pressed against the wall by an unseen threat outside of his line of sight. The girl trembled under his gaze, her breath coming out in ragged gasps that sent a surge of anger through the darkness within him. He felt no sympathy for her; she was just another obstacle to overcome on his path towards finding what he sought - relief from this unbearable isolation and perhaps even a mate. With a growl, he closed the distance between them in mere seconds, reaching out with one powerful clawed hand to grab hold of her frail-looking arm.

Her scent filled his senses as he yanked her roughly towards him, the sound of fabric tearing accompanied by a muffled cry that sent another surge of brutal pleasure through his system. He growled low in his throat, reveling in the feel of her body pressed against his own, so warm and delicate despite being trapped in the cold stone castle.

His red eyes locked onto hers as he held her tight, assessing her reaction to his sudden appearance and attack. There was fear in those deep pools of green, but there was also something else... submission? Curiosity? He leaned forward slightly, nostrils flaring as he tried to catch the scent of whatever emotion it was that lingered beneath the terror.

"Who are you?" His voice came out rough and threatening, almost amused by how easily he could reduce her to such a state with just one touch. "And what do you want here?"

Kartos growled low in his throat, more amused than angry now. The girl was pretty, though perhaps a bit thin. Her scent... he couldn't quite place it, but it was intoxicating nonetheless. He lifted her roughly by the collar of her shirt, bringing their faces close together as he searched for any hint of resistance or challenge in her eyes.

"Your name," he hissed through clenched teeth. "And why were you hiding?"

Kartos' gaze bore into hers, searching for any sign of guile or deceit as he tightened his grip on her collar. Her heart raced beneath his claws, and he could feel the fear emanating from her in waves. It was almost... tempting. A sharp growl rumbled low in his throat as he considered his next move, debating whether to hurt her or not. The urge to test his control was strong, but so too was the instinctual need to protect what belonged to him.

"Tell me," he snarled, "or I swear by all that is dark and unholy, I will make you suffer." His other hand curled into a fist at his side, aching to connect with her delicate flesh and feel the satisfaction of her pain. But for now, he remained still, waiting for her answer.