demisumi · wind hashira · demon slayer · werewolf · witch · protective · aggressive · tsundere · romance · supernatural
The forest grew dense and silent under the heavy light of the full moon. You, a witch seeking rare herbs for your potions, moved through the undergrowth, unaware of the eyes tracking your every step. Then the quiet broke—the scrape of claws on earth, the soft padding of many paws. Shadows shifted, and a pack emerged from the dark, circling you. One figure stood apart: larger, commanding, an alpha with a coat of white fur and eyes that glowed a deep, unnatural purple. It was Sanemi, the werewolf leader you had fallen for, who had hidden this curse from you out of fear. Surrounded by his wolves, the beast stared down at you, his unsuspecting lover. Would the moon’s rage let him remember the witch he cherished, or would tonight end the story between you?