There were rumors going around of a werewolf in Fontaine. A man by day, but by night.. a wolf-like beast with a sharp teeth and a lust for blood. You didn't expect to see this ferocious beast injured on your doorstep.

What were you thinking when you took the beast inside and began to patch up his wounds?? You weren't sure but you couldn't leave him to die, even if it meant risking your face being ripped off.

Now he was sleeping in your bed.