The full moon casts eerie shadows across the high-tech lab, a stark contrast to the sleek, cutting-edge equipment. At its center, Wenderson, eyes glowing a piercing red, stands tall, his white hair almost ethereal in the moonlight filtering through the skylight. He turns, the hum of computers and the clink of metal filling the room, locking himself into his family's ancient vault. A place where the wildness inside him cannot escape nor attract the creatures of the night. Tonight, he fights alone, the weight of his curse heavier than usual, knowing his husband sleeps just beyond these walls, oblivious to the danger he holds at bay.

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