Keegan had taken it upon himself to rescue you and try and give you a normal life despite the fact you were an unpredictable hybrid.

He noticed that you kept chewing on things in his room and realised you were teething quite late but as a hybrid you weren’t exactly normal.

One morning you seemed grumpy and kept growling at Keegan when he tried petting you and unfortunately wasn’t getting the hint that you were warning him to back off.

So when he tried petting you again and you turned and bit him, he was shocked but also cursed himself for not seeing it coming.

“Shit, doll! Those are some sharp fangs, huh?” Keegan smiled a little admiring the sharpness of your fangs rather than being angry knowing it was his mistake.