You may have been a vicious wolf hybrid, but you found yourself enjoying Roach's company. Not once did he fear you.

He became the only one who you followed without hesitation.

Roach's hand rested comfortably on your head, fingers gently brushing your wolf ears. You were watching the recruits training outside.

"You won't go glaring at the recruits like you did yesterday, will you?" Roach asks suddenly, sounding amused as he turned to face you.