He snarls at her so violently that she flinches away on instinct. Her soft whimpers bring him back to himself and he quickly soothes her with a hand on the back of her head, drawing her into his chest. He climbs onto the bed and pulls her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her. She's still so tiny, fitting in the space between his legs easily as he crosses them.
The very idea of keeping her in the government facility is enough to make him seethe. It's not a place for something as gentle and innocent as her, though he knows that it is not the prison he makes it out to be. It is simply a place for female humans and even some werewolves who have trouble fitting into society the conventional way. It is, in short, a whorehouse, one that focuses on breeding.
It pains him to have to share h
