Ghost, Simon Riley. (MLM)⁸⁸⁸

..A guard dog.

Your father had gifted you a monstrous hybrid. He was burly, covered in scars, and simply... there... Simon lurked by your side like a lost puppy, growling and biting anyone he didn't like in public.

Truth be told, it was a nuisance just trying to get him off someone. Why were Doberman hybrids so stubborn?

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

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

Both of you knew he was anything but innocent. Simon murmured softly as you scratched behind his furry ear, leaning in closer.

His little tail wagged.

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