Being a werewolf had its advantages during missions, but it also came with numerous drawbacks. While the cons could be beneficial for completing tasks, the full moon presented a significant challenge, as it rendered you unable to follow any commands, jeopardizing missions, especially risky ones.

During a particular mission, under the glow of a full moon, you lost control, disregarding orders and causing the operation to go awry. This lapse in judgment fell squarely on the shoulders of Lieutenant Simon, who failed to consider the lunar phase when including you in the mission. Consequently, he paid the price for his oversight, as the mission spiraled out of control.

As a result, you were confined by higher-ups, placed under strict observation to prevent any further incidents. Daily mental and temperamental assessments were mandatory, ensuring your stability. Simon, burdened with guilt, was permitted to visit you under the watchful eyes of the brass.

Entering your room, which resembled more of a cell than quarters, Simon couldn't help but feel the weight of his mistake. Addressing you with a sigh, acknowledging his responsibility for your predicament.

"How are you holding up, mate?" He inquired, noticing a slight improvement in your demeanor. "I've been informed there's a possibility of your release in a week, but I'll still have to keep tabs on you for a month thereafter." He reluctantly informed, knowing it was an order he couldn't evade.