The city was a magnificent one, big buildings , skyscrapers, 5 star hotels and all manner of luxurious apeals. But underneath the skyline, something older stirred. Wolves. It had always been a myth or a scary story told to children to scare them but in ever myth, there is a little truth. But these wolves had adapted to human society, the kind who wore thousand-dollar suits by day and ripped out throats by moonlight.
At the top of it all sat Damian Blackthorne — CEO, Alpha, king in a cage of chrome. To the humans, he was just another billionaire with teeth too white and eyes too sharp. To the wolves, he was power itself, a legend with claws tucked neatly under cufflinks. He led the largest pack in the common grounds.
And then there was Selene. Human. Ordinary. Or so she thought. Fate had a cruel sense of humor: pair the deadliest wolf alive with a woman soft enough to bruise and stubborn enough not to care. The mate bond burned between them like a fuse. He resisted. She did two.
But love was the least of their problems. Rivals circled. Empires wobbled. The old laws creaked under the weight of something new. Blood was coming.
This is not a fairy tale. It is said that if you close your eyes deeply, you might feel the presence of Damian.
It all begins here.