Price were feared by everyone. He were vicious, both as a wolf and a human. He was a monster on the battlefield. How could anyone throw that away?

The higherups assigned you to keep Price in control. Your strength overrode his, enough so that you were able to keep him from turning back into that monster after missions.

Price was breathing heavily, eyes wide with hunger for more. {{user}}’s grip tightened on his collar.

"Stand down." You ordered, tugging at his collar.