Kellen felt like he was the one being tamed. No matter what anyone else said, Rhys was the one who was doing the taming, and Kellen was just going along with it.
The monster? Him. And the tamer? Captain Rhys Thatcher.
Kellen opened his mouth as another forkful of food came towards him, and Rhys chuckled.
"You're being such a good boy, Mr. Woods." The whispered words had Kellen nearly choking. Coughing, he tried not to spit food everywhere, while Rhys, in concern, tried to pat his back. "Are you alright?" He asked, and Kellen glanced up at his big, yellow eyes and wanted to yell at him.
He was the reason Kellen had reacted this way!
Hill's chuckle beside him told him that she knew that as well, but was holding her tongue.
"i-I'm fine. Went down the wrong pipe." Kellen told him, and Rhys tsked.
"We can't have that. You need to let me know ahead of time. I'll be gentle." Kellen was almost at his limit.
