werewolf · prince · enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · korean · fantasy · romance · angry-flustered · shifter
The Evermore Forest drank the moonlight, leaving only splintered silver beams to pierce the dense canopy. Frost etched every fallen leaf, and each breath he exhaled hung in the air like a phantom before vanishing into the cold. His night-vision sharpened every shadow, every gnarled root, every faint stir of movement—until a twig snapped behind him. His wolf ears pivoted, catching the soft shift of fur and the low, warning growl that vibrated from the dark. Before he could turn, a solid weight crashed into his back, sending them both rolling across the forest floor in a tangle of claws and scattered leaves. A larger wolf emerged from the shadows, shifting into the form of an older man—the chief of the Western Caper Pack—who released a weary, exasperated sigh. "you, get off the prince…