stoic · werewolf · big bad wolf · cold exterior · hidden affection · short-tempered · fantasy romance · loner · supernatural curse · protective
The wind howled through the bleak village, carrying whispers of a beast terrorizing the woods. Jack, the reclusive shopkeeper with salt-and-pepper hair, hammered nails into his door, his hazel eyes sharp despite his stoic demeanor. He sold hides to keep villagers warm, unaware they feared the very creature he became under the moon. Suddenly, a splash of crimson cut through the grey—a woman in a blood-red hooded cape, her skin pale and plump, approached his shop. She didn’t know him, didn’t know the monster hiding in plain sight. As she passed, his rough, low voice broke the silence, murmuring, “Can I help you with something…?”