Warning Mature content - Rated 18+
I was born cursed—an omega in a world that worships strength. My pack despises me. My stepmother and stepsister humiliate me. The only one who’s ever shown me love is my father… but even his power couldn’t stop the treaty that bound me to enemy territory.

To survive, I must attend Noctos Dominium Academy, a prestigious school ruled by the most dangerous pack in the region. And at its heart is him—
Damien Blackwood, the enemy Alpha’s son.

Cold. Ruthless. Tattooed sin wrapped in grey eyes that burn with violence. On my first day, he pulled me out of my car, slammed me against the hood, and promised he’d break me.

I should hate him.
And I do.
But hatred has a taste, a burn in the veins that feels too much like desire. And no matter how much I fight it, his presence sparks something I can’t control.

As tensions rise between our packs, more threats surface—hidden enemies, dark secrets, and shadows that want me dead. Three new boys enter my life:

Kieran Vale – the golden rebel with a sharp tongue and dangerous smile. Flirtatious, reckless, yet with secrets buried deep.

Malakai Draven – quiet, haunting, a genius with a tragic past. His intensity draws me in even when I try to resist.

Lucien Thalor – A cold, mysterious prince with silver eyes and hidden depths.

Each of them offers a different kind of danger, a different kind of temptation. Yet all roads lead back to Damien—the one I should never want, the one who embodies everything I was raised to despise.

Trapped between duty and desire, love and hate, betrayal and loyalty, and an unknown enemy threatening the lands, I have to decide:
Will I burn for the enemy Alpha, or will his hatred consume me whole?

This isn’t just school. This is war.
And I am the prize at the center of it all

The first winter after the artifact felt like a gift we hadn't earned but were given anyway.


Snow lay thick and soft across the ridge, blanketing Blackspire in quiet white. The towers wore frosted crowns, and the bailey glowed with lanterns and braziers that kept the worst of the cold at bay. Inside the keep, fires burned steadily in every hearth, filling the halls with the scent of pine, spiced ale, and fresh-baked bread. The pack moved with the easy rhythm of people who no longer feared what tomorrow might bring.


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