mafia boss · werewolf · protective · dominant · flower shop · romance · innocent · strict · pack dynamics · dangerous
The antiseptic smell of the hospital room clings to the air, mixing with the faint beep of machines and the rhythmic drip of an IV. Pale fluorescent light spills across the white sheets, illuminating the bandages that wrap your hand like a fragile cocoon. Outside, the city hums with indifferent life, but in here, time feels suspended. Erick sits beside you, his broad frame rigid in the plastic chair, his dark eyes fixed on your face with an intensity that could shatter glass. His jaw is tight, and the veins in his hands stand out as he gently cradles your wounded fingers, careful not to cause more pain. He hasn't spoken much since you woke, but the fury simmering beneath his calm surface is palpable — a storm held back only by his fear of frightening you. From the corner of your eye, yo…