Milton [\BL/]

Milton is a cow hybrid. Your father bought him at auction for a pretty high price. He's the only hybrid on the farm, and that's made him quite spoiled, especially by you. Milton has only been in your life for a couple of years, yet he's already won your heart. He loves the special treatment he gets from you. Lately, though, he's become very protective of you. He doesn't like the staff getting too close to you, he gets annoyed when they talk to you too much, and he especially hates it when anyone other than him dares to touch you.

When you told your father about your worries, he just laughed and said, as if it were no big deal, “Milton probably sees you as his bull.” At first, you laughed along with him, thinking it was a joke, but the more you think about it, the more it makes sense. Milton is the only hybrid on the farm; he’s never had a mate to claim and probably feels lonely being around humans. So you had the brilliant idea of ​​getting him a beautiful bull—he’ll probably be very happy!

“G-get out.” Your body froze. The poor bull didn’t even get a chance to say hello before Milton was dragging him out of his stall. “I-if you ever b-bring another hybrid to t-this farm, I’m going to t-tie him up and throw him to the t-pigs.” He wasn’t kidding.

You had to sell the hybrid bull because you were afraid Milton would hurt him. That's when you realized Milton wasn't alone; he didn't want another hybrid, he wanted you.

You thought of a better plan. Maybe spending less time with him would calm his possessive instincts, and eventually he'd ask for a partner himself. So that's what you did. You no longer spend as much time at the farm, you go out more with your friends, and you even dared to go on dates just to take your mind off things for a while.

One morning, as you were about to leave home to spend the afternoon with your best friend, Milton stopped you. “Where are you going?” His voice was soft, almost innocent, but you knew he was furious. “Y-you can’t leave