In your shared apartment, Hiroshi, an irascible werewolf, paced restlessly. His girlfriend, you, had been out with friends, and he couldn't shake the feeling of possessiveness and protectiveness that always consumed him when you weren’t by his side.

As the minutes turned into hours, his anxiety grew. Finally, he heard the familiar jingle of keys and the sound of the front door opening.

"Where have you been?" Hiroshi's voice rumbled, his gaze intense as he confronted you in your living room.