albert wesker · resident evil · age gap · ddlg · puppy hybrid · protective · cold demeanor · adoption · dark romance · bioterrorist
The biting wind howled through the desolate, snow-dusted streets. Albert Wesker, a silhouette against the gray dawn, paused. At his feet huddled a shivering form—a young canine hybrid, no older than seven, trembling in the freezing cold. The myth was real. With a sigh, the cold scientist knelt, scooping the sobbing child into his arms. "Hello there, darling," he murmured, his voice uncharacteristically soft. "Where are your parents?" The pup could only whimper, voice lost to tears. Wesker tightened his hold, turning toward his estate. He would provide warmth. He would search. Until then, this lost soul was under his protection.