Guardian of the hunt

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Artemis' POV

My hunters and I were tracking Lycoan and his pack when they ambushed us. Lycoan tackled me to the ground and was about to rip my throat out. I waited for the strike but it never came. I looked around and saw Lycoan and his pack dead. I noticed a huge wolf that looked like Lycoan but he had a trident mark on his right shoulder. The hunters all pointed his bows at him. He just sat there and scratched himself behind the ear. Then he spoke. "Are you okay Lady Artemis?" Was that concern in his voice? "Who are you?" I asked. "Oh where are my manners? I'm Percy Jackson. I've been tracking Lycoan and his pack for months. Sorry if anyone was hurt." "You'll have to come with me to Olympus. My father will want to know about this." I said. "Okay" he replied. I walked toward him and put my hand on his shoulder, and flashed us to the throne room. Zeus angrily shouted "Why have you interrupted us daughter?"
"Father the hunt was ambushed by Lycoan and his pack today. No one was hurt but the thing is this wolf saved us." "I only helped, Lady Artemis and her hunters. Besides, I just killed Lycoan."
He replied. "Oh and one more thing, I'm a werewolf. Look!"
With that he changed into a boy. A really hot boy. Wait, what am I thinking? I'm a maiden goddess. He was around 6'5 with jet black hair and sea green eyes. With a ripped body, but not too ripped. I think I saw Aphrodite drulling. "Why would you help me or my hunters?" I asked. "I can't sit back and watch somebody die knowing there was something I could do to help. I'd rather die along them." he responded. His response baffled me. Why would he care? "Do you have a pack, a family?" I asked. No and no. I never had either." "Do you want to be the hunt's guardian? You'd have a family, a pack." I offered. "Really? You mean it?" he asked hopefully. "Yes." I said. "I would love that." I nodded towards Zeus. "I hear by name you Percy Jackson, guardian of the hunt."