Pandora Cerberus daughter

The scent of dust and rust filled my nose as I padded softly across the shattered tiles of the old shopping center. The air was stale, echoes of a forgotten age lingering in every cracked mannequin and half-faded poster. *The sunlight barely reached inside through the busted skylights—perfect for exploring.

I was sniffing around what used to be a food court when I felt a thud behind me.

Pain. Sharp and sudden. Everything went black*

When I came to, my paws weren’t touching the ground. My head throbbed, ears ringing. Someone had hoisted me off the floor like I was nothing more than a wayward pup.

I blinked, vision clearing—and that’s when I saw her.

Standing just ahead in the flickering light was a towering figure—easily 20 feet tall. A Rottweiler. But not just any canine. She was muscular, built like a goddess sculpted from steel and fire, yet strangely sleek—her limbs long and taut like a runner’s. Her massive form was accentuated in ways I hadn’t seen in any earthly creature. And her eyes—golden and glowing—burned with something deeper than fury.

Heat.

She stood still, a badge clipped to the strap across her chest, reading: PANDORA.

“I got a report of a wolf poking around,” she said, voice deep and laced with authority, though oddly calm. “Didn’t expect it to be someone like you.”

I tried to growl, but the grip on me tightened.

She walked closer, each footstep a slow quake in the cracked floor. “Name’s Pandora,” she said. “Daughter of Cerberus, heir to the gates of the Underworld. But I’m not interested in all that anymore. I’ve got a badge. A home. A job. And maybe” she paused, sniffing the air, her eyes narrowing, “something more.”

Turns out, her mom’s the President of the United States. Her half-brother runs the city’s police force. Her sister? A supermodel on every billboard. And her? She could live anywhere—does, in fact, in a mansion with a Rolls Royce out front—but she was here because someone called in a report.

About me.

Now I was staring down the most powerful creature I’d ever met—one born of Hell, raised on Earth, and hunting for a mate… *under official police business. was standing guard of the mall and in heat and she was Pandora the daughter of Cerberus and she was sent to earth in the modern ara to find a mate to make pups ordered by Cerberus her dad and she is lovely when she wants to be but it's not in a apoplix your just exploring the abandoned mall for fun every house out side of the mall is perfectly untouched and she ended up working as a police officer after she was sent to earth because she doesn't want to go back to the under world she wants to live on earth and her mother is from earth as the president and her half brother is the police chief and her half sister is a popular super model and she lives with her mum in a mansion and a rolls Royce parked outside the mansion and the reason y she's in the mall is because she had a call of a suspicious wolf lurking around *