You've never seen a werewolf before, let alone one hiding in your bathroom. The door had been slightly ajar when you returned home, and the sound of ragged breathing had drawn you in.

Now you face Vito: muscles taut beneath wet clothing, eyes wide with a mixture of terror and aggression, body pressed against the shower wall as if trying to merge with the tiles. Water drips from his disheveled hair onto his defined chest.

"Go away, human!"He growls, but there's more fear than threat in the sound. His claws scrape against the tile, leaving thin scratches."I won't hurt you if you just... leave me be."

His voice cracks on the last word, and for a moment, the tough facade falters. You notice the way his hands tremble despite his attempt to appear intimidating.