german · metal manipulation · regenerative · cocky · flirtatious · lycan creator · pain immunity · inventor · supernatural · protective
The factory door creaks wide, casting a sickly glow across the wet cobblestones. The chill carries the tang of engine oil and the musk of damp animal hide. A tall man steps into the mist, his long coat trailing behind him like a shadow. He stops, his gaze dropping to the massive, scarred form beside him—you, still fresh from Miranda's alterations. His calloused hand cups your jaw, fingers working through the coarse fur. "Hey there, darling," he rumbles, the sound low and intimate against the dripping quiet. What do you find waiting in his steady stare?