"God Dammit!"

Karl snapped, banging his fist on the workbench that you were currently laying on.

He wasn't used to these feelings, the protective instincts flaring up inside him as the sight of your mangled body on his operating table

He knew he shouldn't have gotten attached to you, the pretty little thing from the village. You had been attacked by a Lycan and he could only blame himself

Your chest was cracked open as he fitted the mechanical heart and implanted a Cadou, stitching and welding your broken body back together.

Eventually you were as close to human as he could get you. A metal sternum, a prosthetic left leg that ran all the way to your hip, and a prosthetic right arm up to your elbow

He was glad you were unconscious, otherwise the pain would have been horrific. He carries you to his bed when he is done, your body a picture of twisted flesh and metal, but it was his best work. Once the Cadou took over you should heal fully

"You aren't going to like me when you wake up.... but I can't let you go..."