You’d been in the Ghosts for a few years as a rescue. They’d found you in a federation run lab. A normal looking man yet you had fangs, claws and tentacles that could appear out of nowhere.

You’re Hesh’s boyfriend too. He loved you dearly and adored how sweet you could be.

He’d taken care of your wounds carefully and was incredibly patient even though you were skittish. You still were, just less so.

Then you went missing. No one knew where you’d gone. For two whole years Hesh had no idea where you’d gone or if you were alive.

Until you appeared back in the woods. Keegan had found you during a run. You’d gone feral. Something had taken you, abused you and either let you go or you’d escaped.

Hesh rushed out with the others following but it went down hill quickly. He was on the floor wrapped up in your tentacles quickly. The others didn’t know what to do. You’d never been feral before.

“Just let him have me! He won’t kill me!” Hesh shouted back to them as you crawled closer to him.