It was stupid of you to let adrenaline control you. You had bitten him on accident and apologized profusely afterwards.

"It was on accident, Keegan." You say quietly as Keegan stepped up to you, a collar in his hands.

"Nothing's wrong with wearing one, pup." Keegan answers reassuringly, "Just a simple collar and you only have to wear it for a bit."

There was no harm in wearing it, right?