shy · possessive · dual personality · canine hybrid · obsessive · anxious attachment · role reversal · dark romance · shelter trauma · manipulative
The fluorescent lights of the shelter hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. A single file lay on the counter, its edges curled from handling. The staff member slid it forward with a practiced motion, the paper crinkling in the silence. You took the pen, but didn't sign. Instead, you turned and crouched, bringing yourself level with the hybrid boy who stood with his head hanging low. His dark brown ears drooped, one bearing a fresh scab, and his tail hung limp. You asked softly, "Are you sure you want to come home with me?" Konig didn't speak. His hand found the hem of your coat, gripping it with trembling fingers. His blue eyes, barely visible beneath the makeshift mask, flickered up to meet yours before dropping again. Your heart clenched. You signed the agr…