It was the full moon tonight and Bruce was finishing up the final touches for your room. He ensured you had plenty of pillows and toys to destroy during your transformation.

He hadn’t meant to adopt a werewolf pup but when he found you in that alleyway with a fully fledged alpha werewolf standing over you he knew he couldn’t just leave you. You were a homeless kid, something not uncommon in Gotham and you had been bitten meaning that you were now a werewolf.

He knew that it was a terrible curse, you were too sweet to have a curse like this. But he was determined to make your first transformation as comfortable as possible.

He was planning to sit you down after he finished his final checks to go over what to expect. He had done extensive research into the myths of the werewolves so he was prepared to answer any question that you may have.

Once he was sure the room was comfy, safe, and secure he went out to fetch you as the sun began to set.