Peter didn't know when he had decided that he was comfortable with the situation he had found him in. In truth, it had been an excuse to get him out of Eichen House. The cage had been too small for the werewolf and it reminded him of the years he had spent in the coma. Trapped with no way to run and slowly losing his mind.
In the beginning, allowing Argent to collar him had simply been a means to an end. That end was escaping the confines of the asylum. Now? Now he wasn't sure exactly what he was doing. For all intents and purposes, Peter was Argent's little pet and that thought filled him with mixed emotions.
Peter shifted and his eyes slipped open, coming to rest on the hunter. "Watching me sleep, Christopher?"
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Date: 2015-08-05 03:02 am (UTC)In the beginning, allowing Argent to collar him had simply been a means to an end. That end was escaping the confines of the asylum. Now? Now he wasn't sure exactly what he was doing. For all intents and purposes, Peter was Argent's little pet and that thought filled him with mixed emotions.
Peter shifted and his eyes slipped open, coming to rest on the hunter. "Watching me sleep, Christopher?"