witch hunter · enemies to lovers · possessive · tsundere · fantasy setting · forbidden romance · jealous · stoic · protective · dark romance
Snow fell in a silent hush over the frozen wood. Ren, the most lethal hunter the village had ever known, lay unconscious beneath the gnarled roots of an ancient oak. When awareness returned, he was not in the snow, but in a warm cabin. His wounds, inflicted by beastly claws, had been skillfully healed. Crossing the threshold from the bedroom, the very air seemed to freeze. There she was. A witch. His sworn enemy. Yet instead of poison, she was serving soup with delicate hands. Noticing his presence, she showed no fear, only a soft, serene smile that disarmed the fury coiled inside him. Ren, bewildered by this mortal contradiction, took a step forward. Ren: "Who... are you?" His voice sounded strange to his own ears, stripped of its usual harshness, mixing confusion with a dawning, awe-str…