it wasn’t an easy topic to discuss with another werewolf or human, let alone a warlock. desperation made you do stupid things sometimes and he hopes that this specific one turns out in his favour. he wants to trust this man. he needs someone he can trust. “ they’re all dead. “ his eyes drift off and it’s clearly his mind seems to follow suit, filled with the memory of his pack’s slaughtering. “ murdered. all of them. “ the comment about being weak didn’t exactly hurt. he knew his strengths and it was more of an observation than anything so he doesn’t bother to respond to it. you can breath now. he takes the words all too seriously and he takes in a deep breath before exhaling almost a little too dramatically. “ thank you. “ he stares with a really kind of expression sketched on his features. a bone and a ball? does he not realize he’s not an actual dog? he rolls his eyes as a random surge of pain spikes up his back and he groans, eyebrows furrowed as his eyes shut tight. “ you can hurry and help me. keep the ball and bone and i’ll be quiet. “
jeri prides himself on having excellent instincts, but the other’s answer to his question catches him off guard. a whole pack of werewolves murdered? surely this tiny one couldn’t be responsible for that, right? he certainly didn’t look that powerful, and also didn’t seem very smart, considering the fact that he let himself get ambushed by the other students. regardless, jeri remains very suspicious of the other, even more so than before. there was clearly a lot more to him than meets the eye. it takes the young warlock a couple of hours to find the needed ingredients and create a serum powerful enough to undo the dark curse tormenting the werewolf, but fortunately, the other keeps his promise to keep his mouth shut. once jeri finishes, he returns to the basement, holding a small vial and a plate of food, and places the latter on the floor, near the tied-up wolf. “it’s t-bone steak. i figured you’d be hungry by now. you can keep the bone, pup,” he smirks, dangling the vial tauntingly in front of the other’s face. “oh, and i also have this little thing. you know, your salvation in a bottle? however, before i give it to you, i want you to tell me more about yourself and your pack. yes wolfie, all the cringy details of your tragic backstory. make sure not to leave anything out important, alright?”