Walten P.O.V

I hummed, getting my pets attention. He was sitting on the floor, doing paper work of some sorts. "Oh pet~" I called. His ears perked up and he turned to face me.

"Y-yes b-boss?" He whimpered. The fear in his eyes was vile to my stomach. I hate to see him like this, I hated having him afraid of me.

"No more of that boss for now, and put down that work" I hissed. I was angry deeply at my father for forcing me to treat my pet like this.

As thankful as I was that he had bought my pet for me, I was furious to find out I must treat him like a servant. The poor boy has already been through so much before my father bought him.

I sighed and tried to rid my face of the shark like smile I usually had. I put a gently smile as difficult as it was to do, on my face and looked at my pet.

"S-sir m-might I ask w-why?" He whimpered, still afraid. "You are being put on break by me, therefore you don't have to work today you just get to relax" I hummed, putting my paws in my lap.

I do hope my new step father could teach my father how to be more kind and loving. Perhaps it would teach my father that you dont treat people this way.

"But there is one condition, if I am to allow you to take a break" I chuckled. He gulped and I flinched at his fear. "You are to relax with me..I will cause no harm to you....come here"

I beckoned. He gulped again and walked close to me. "Y-yes s-sir?" I shook my head and pulled him into my lap.

He yelped in surprise, before cooing when I began to pet him. "Lose the formalities, white will do" I hummed.

He nodded and leaned into the petting, his tail thumping happily when I scratched behind his ear.

"You are rather cute like this" I cooed. My face felt warm and I could tell I was blushing, but then again he seemed to be blushing to.

I kissed his head and nuzzled him. He nuzzled me back, seeming to lost in the pleasure of the petting to notice I was being affectionate.

(I do hope my new step father will teach my father a lesson in manners. He sure could use it) at that thought I went back to focusing on my pet.

My pet was a wonderful purple wolf tubby, who in my opinion was as cute as a button, and deserved all the affection in the world.

I had to bribe and lead with my father to even find out his name, since the poor boy had forgotten it. After a while he had told me that my pet's name was "tinky" I thought it was a cute name for my wolf.

I snapped out of my thoughts when he rubbed his head against my chin happily. I smiled and cooed at his adorable action, and continued to shower him with love and affection.