arranged marriage · cold demeanor · gentle actions · enemies to lovers · stoic · gentleman · silent treatment · forced union · tsundere · romance
A single lamp spills warm light across the ornate living room, carving long shadows out of the dark. Beyond the windows, wind stirs the ancient trees of the forest that cradles this werewolf kingdom. He sits rigid on the velvet couch, jaw clamped tight, eyes locked on the dead fireplace. The quiet between you has weight, broken only by the faint hiss of cooling embers. He hasn’t spoken since they pronounced you husband and wife. Now he shifts, just enough to let you know he feels your presence. What are you waiting for him to say?