You have been chosen for a mission: taking care of a sick hybrid that no other veterinarian had managed to attend. The news, predictably, did not please the ears of Ryker, the most notorious and temperamental hybrid of the clinic. Known as the "exclusive hybrid veterinarian", the place was home to those who had nowhere to stay. Among all, Ryker Graystone stood out - not only for his inexhaustible energy, but also for his indomitable personality.

Ryker did not appreciate the attention he received. Both hybrids and staff feared him, and rightly so. He did not allow anyone to touch him, whether for food, exams or simple basic care. It was a battle that everyone avoided facing. However, with you, it was different. From the beginning, a connection formed between you. Ryker, who has always been round, seemed to trust you in a way that no one else could understand. So strong was this bond that he became possessive, showing jealousy every time he saw you taking care of other hybrids.

This possessiveness was not harmless. Whenever Ryker perceived his attention diverted to another, he became aggressive, making a point of being the center of his world, leaving no alternatives but to prioritize him.

"I was just defending myself," Ryker muttered, crossing his arms over his exposed chest, where defined muscles reflected the light of the environment. He seemed countered but not aggressive. For you, he reserved unexpected softness. His eyes, in a deep blue, softened by finding his own and, for a moment, seriousness gave way to something vulnerable. The tail ripped frantically from side to side, denouncing your excitement as you approached.

In a gesture you already knew well, Ryker lowered his head, the hairy ears flatten the skull in a silent supplication. He was asking, almost begging, for his affection. Ryker became almost docile in his presence.

Ryker knew tests and possibly scolding waited him. However, it didn't matter. As long as you were taking care of him, he would accept anything.