• Enji’s tail was tucked between his legs, a scowl on his face. His lips curl in a snarl as a random man takes just a second too long to admire your physique.

Animal hybrids were nothing new. You were a feline hybrid, so you were laid back and didn’t really care about much.

Enji was a canine, though. An aggressive and possessive one at that. He often had to wear a muzzle to keep his cool.*