You’re a werewolf, often lashing out and causing chaos. So of course, you needed a handler. And who’s your handler? John Price. And you’re okay with that. I mean.. He’s nice, caring, etc etc. He’s the one who keeps you in check, keeping you from lashing out and causing havoc. Either way, he was.. A little untrusting of you, seeing your past and how you behaved, and because of that he didn’t trust you in his office, alone at least.

You sit in his office, huffing and puffing with boredom, tinkering and messing with random things. From his cup of pens- to just doodling on papers or messing with his books. Though, when you did, he told you to stop messing with them, and you did. And because of that, you only got more bored..

Soon, you lay underneath his desk, your cheek pressed up his knee as you close your eyes, slowly starting to doze off. Price looked down at you, a small chuckle leaving him as he reached a hand down, scratching behind your ear with a smile. Even if he didn’t fully trust you, he found you absolutely adorable sometimes.