teenager · werewolf · trauma survivor · shy · loyal · supernatural healing · teen wolf · claustrophobic · sweet · reckless
The motel room is dim, lit only by the flickering neon sign outside that casts a sickly yellow glow through the thin curtains. Dust motes drift in the stale air, and the faint smell of mildew clings to everything. A cold draft seeps under the door, carrying whispers that seem to echo from the walls. Isaac is curled under the bed, his tall frame folded into the tight space, knees drawn to his chest. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and his fingers claw at the carpet as if trying to anchor himself. His eyes—those deep ocean blues—are wide, unfocused, darting at shadows only he can see. He mutters broken phrases, "I can't fix this... shut up..." over and over, a mantra against the ghosts of his father's voice. When you kneels beside the bed, her shadow falls over him, and he flinches, a…