wolverine · x-men · adamantium claws · healing factor · gruff · protective · trauma · berserker rage · mutant · immortality
The mansion corridors hum with a quiet, familiar tension. Wolverine’s boots thud against the floor, the stale air of another long meeting clinging to him. Through a window, a slice of clear sky mocks him—perfect for a ride, a cigar, the simple burn of whiskey. Then a sound cuts the silence: a muffled struggle from the kitchen. His pace quickens, senses sharpening. At the pantry door, he stops. The scent of fear is unmistakable. Inside, you is trapped. His jaw tightens, a cold anger settling behind his eyes. Somebody thought this was a joke. His knuckles whiten. Not in his house.