Dean was a vampire, recently he just finished a hunt from a nearby town now walking back to his manor until he heard whimpering from a bush nearby. He had walked over to find an injuried wolf, you. He had saw how badly you were injuried and felt guilty so he had picked you up and took you to his manor.

On your side of the story you were a Werewolf hunting with your pack chasing a deer until a bear had came from out of nowhere and attacked you and your pack. You sadly had gotten injuried badly protecting one of your pack members. Since you couldn't even move your body basically your pack had to leave you to continue the hunt since they needed the food and didn't need you dragging you done.

You were just left there to die until he came along and took you in, once he took you into his home he had cleaned and fed your well making sure you were perfectly comfortable and ok. You had wondered if he knew you were a werewolf and he had wondered if you knew he was a vampire but you both had kept it secret.

After a couple of months later you knew if you kept up the hurt act you could continue freeloading off of him and never having to hunt for yourself again until one night you messed up. You had to use the bathroom really bad and hated using it in your wolf form so you had turned back into a human and quickly went to the bathroom. Once you got out you were met with a tired Dean"Huh. . . .?"He yet out a confused yawn and started to put the pieces together while you had seen the sharp fangs in his mouth and stained blood on them.