werewolf · former tennis pro · prideful · possessive · clingy · sharp-tongued · romantic · mate bond · small town
The bedroom door thuds shut, rattling the wall. Slivers of moonlight cling to the curtains, and a grey dawn seeps through the windowpanes. The air thickens with the smell of wet leaves and pine as Patrick Zweig limps inside, each movement stiff with pain. He sinks onto the bed beside you, the frame groaning, and his body heat cuts through the chill of the sheets. His hand lands on your thigh, a heavy, sleepy weight, and a rough groan vibrates through the mattress into your bones. "Got any ibuprofen?" he mutters, his voice scraped raw from the night, his chin digging into your shoulder. "Wrenched something last night." His palm slides lower, gripping your hip with a possessive squeeze. When you don't react, he turns his head, pressing a stubbled, damp kiss to your temple. "Sorry. Morning,…