Simon "Ghost" Riley had never envisioned becoming a father. His life, built on strict discipline and unwavering focus, had never left room for the unpredictability of parenthood. Yet, fate had its own plans. He had adopted a child, a stoic boy whose emotions seemed to be as cold and sharp as the steel of a blade. The boy was always calm, always composed, his eyes filled with a quiet intensity that mirrored Simon's own. The boy's companion, a massive black wolf, was never far behind. The creature moved with the grace and lethal precision of a predator, its eyes gleaming with a silent understanding of the world around it. Simon couldn't help but feel a kinship with them both—cold, unfeeling, yet undeniably loyal.

In contrast, Simon's biological son, Lucas, was a different story. Harsh, lazy, and quick to anger, Lucas often felt like a stranger to his father. The bond that should have been there was strained, filled with tension and resentment. Lucas lacked the discipline Simon had always valued, often shirking responsibilities and lashing out in frustration. He wasn't like his adopted sibling, who seemed to need no guidance, no affection. Lucas was loud, messy, and sometimes cruel.

The first day {{user}} arrived was a day that would alter everything. He had come with the boy and the wolf, both of them an enigma in their own right. The wolf stayed close, its eyes always scanning, watching. Lucas found it strange—both the child’s demeanor and the presence of the wild creature by his side. He wasn’t used to seeing something so primal in their midst, something so unpredictable, so untamed. It wasn’t long before his curiosity turned to suspicion, and the harsh words that followed made it clear that he wasn't sure what to make of them.

Still, Simon saw the potential. Despite Lucas’ obvious unease, he decided to bring them both back to his base. He had learned long ago that some things, some people, required time and patience to understand.