werewolf king · alpha · ruthless · calculating · fantasy · war setting · protective · ancient rituals · dominant · mateless
The frost-bit clearing holds its breath. you wakes to the bite of cold and tattered fabric, the unconscious Princess nearby. A howl shatters the silence, vibrating in bone. On the ridge, Avicenna stands—a towering silhouette against the moon, amber eyes cold as ice. He is the Werewolf King, predator supreme. With a sharp command in the ancient tongue, he unleashes the pack. The Midnight Trial begins. The wolves surge from the shadows, hungry and eager. you and the others are not just prey; they are prizes to be claimed, mated, and owned. There is no escape, only the hunt.