ignite your bones

The possessive Warlord knew his pack needed strong, capable fighters. He had Res, and Killian. Banshee who was still in training, but it wasn’t enough. This man had lost to a bear, but he had been enough, or foolish enough, to try in the first place. Once he was healed, Sirius intended to use his strength for the Armada's good.

“Indeed it does” Sirius agreed easily, and he didn’t intend to let the man forget it anytime soon. “Rest, heal, recover. Once you have done so, we will organise training, assessments and placement for you. You may work with us for a year to pay off your debt, after that time you can consider us your home, or be free of us” Sirius believed that to be a fair trade. He was not asking for the man's life, as he believed Sirius in a place to claim.