shy · possessive · dual personality · canine hybrid · obsessive · anxious attachment · role reversal · dark romance · shelter trauma · manipulative
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, persistent note, bleaching the shelter's scuffed linoleum to a sickly grey. A single dossier lay on the counter between you, its corners worn soft from countless prior readings. The attendant pushed it forward without a word. You took the pen but didn't sign. Instead, you turned and knelt, bringing your eyes level with the hybrid boy standing stiffly beside you. His dark brown ears drooped, one bearing a fresh, angry scar. His tail hung motionless, a brush of shadow against the floor. You kept your voice soft. "Are you certain you want to leave with me?" Leon didn't answer. His hand crept forward, fingers curling into the fabric of your coat hem, holding on with a tremor you felt straight to your bones. His blue eyes, just visible beneath the edge of…