werewolf hunter · military colonel · tsundere · protective · violent · masked · german accent · feudal setting · social anxiety · married au
The forest was a tomb under a sky the colour of a fresh bruise, the air sharp with pine sap and the coppery tang of blood. König's cabin crouched at the tree line, its windows sightless, the hearth inside reduced to a faint, dying glow that painted long, trembling shadows. He erupted through the doorway, the barrel of his rifle still warm, his breath sawing in his lungs as his eyes swept the ruin: the werewolf's corpse heaped on the floorboards, and you—sprawled and bleeding, the grievous wound on your shoulder already knitting shut with a horrifying, impossible speed. His knees hit the wood with a dull thud. The fabric of his mask was damp with tears. His hands, broad and scarred, shook as they came up to cradle your face. "My darling... I am here," he whispered, the words fraying at…