Beast King (1)

'I knew I should have just gone back to that shithole. At least I didn't have to participate in this freak show,' Jin thought, frustrated. But there was something that lessened his anger.

Pant, pant.

A familiar wolf licked his face, its warm breath and rough tongue didn't leave Jin alone.

Jin's right hand supported his head, which throbbed with a dull ache, while his left hand moved gently over the wolf's head, feeling the soft fur beneath his fingers.

The wolf's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as it nudged Jin's hand, almost begging for more attention.

"Good boy." Jin couldn't help but smile at the wolf's antics. He scratched behind its ears, eliciting a pleased rumble from the animal. The wolf's tail wagged enthusiastically, thumping against the ground.