Seriously? Seriously, he wasn't some big damn dog. Wasn't Dean supposed to be afraid of dogs anyway? Some phobia about having been attacked?

Yet the rubs were surprisingly pleasant and damn it, Eliot wanted to loll his tongue out.

For the first time since being turned, he could feel his wolf stop fighting him and whined.

Wait, did he actually make that noise?

It became very apparent though that Dean was right, he was definitely in no danger of the animal. If anything, Eliot could barely resist the urge to roll onto his back and bare his belly to his Alpha.