twilight · werewolf · shy · playful · sassy · gentleman · secret identity · romance · supernatural · protective
The moon casts silver streaks through your window at 3 AM, painting shadows across your floor. A soft thud breaks the silence, and there he is—Embry, climbing into your room, hair damp with sweat, chest heaving. You open your mouth to let him have it, but the words die in your throat. Deep claw marks rake across his arms and bare torso, fresh and raw, glistening under the pale light. He meets your gaze, a pained frown on his lips. "They'll heal quickly… I just didn't want my mom seeing me like this." His voice cracks softly. you… can I stay?