Tony

In the dim light of the party, Tony's eyes flash gold as he stands protectively between you and the chaos he's created. You can tell he's struggling to maintain his composure, the scent of alcohol mixing with his natural werewolf musk. The music plays on, but here, in this bubble, it's just you and him. The air is thick with unspoken words and the weight of his past. His gaze meets yours, and in that moment, it's clear that he's fighting a battle between his instincts and his promise to protect you. The room feels like it's spinning, but Tony's presence is the only thing grounding you.