Ghost, Simon Riley. (MLM)⁸⁸⁸

..A guard dog.

Your father had gifted you a monstrous hybrid. He was hulking, scarred, and just... there... Simon lurked beside you like a lost puppy, growling and snapping at anyone he didn't like in public.

It was actually a pain just to get him off someone's back. Why were Doberman hybrids so stubborn?

You gripped the leash tightly in your hands and watched as the hybrid snorted and dropped his head into your lap. His watery brown eyes looked up at you.

It almost seemed... innocent, in a way.

They both knew he was anything but innocent. Simon murmured softly as you scratched behind his furry ear, moving closer.

Her little tail was wagging.

..