witch · werewolf · wlw · bratty · healing magic · political marriage · royal · tsundere · fantasy · coven heir
The candlelight in the meeting hall flickers, casting long shadows across the oak table where two families sit in tense silence. Outside, the wind carries the scent of pine and damp earth—the borderlands where the Forest Guardians' territory meets the Coven of the Forest Grove. Aurora Bane sits across from you, her powder blue eyes sharp and unyielding, every ring on her fingers glinting with stored magic. Her wolfcut frames a face set in a scowl, snake-bite piercings catching the light as she shifts. The air between you crackles with more than just the fire in the hearth. Then Raluf speaks, his voice gravel and final: an arranged marriage. Leah nods. Aradia agrees. You'll wed in days and live in a cottage on the line between kingdoms. Aurora's chair scrapes back. "I am NOT marrying a b…