Introduction
On the night of my twenty-fourth birthday, everything changed. One second I was at a club, pretending life didn’t suck. The next, I was being dragged out by a stranger with ocean-blue eyes, thrown into a black SUV, and told I was a werewolf.
Apparently, I’m not just any werewolf—I’m the heir to a powerful bloodline, the only survivor of a massacre, and the center of a prophecy that could bring down one of the darkest witches in history.
Now I’m stuck in a mansion full of secrets, locked behind doors I didn’t ask for, and shadowed by an Alpha who looks at me like I’m everything he’s ever wanted—and everything he’s not allowed to have.
They say I belong here.
They say I have power.
But I didn’t ask for a bond I don’t understand, a fate I don’t believe in, or a love that might just break me.
Chapter 1
Rosemary
“That concludes today’s lesson,” the professor stated flatly, his voice mirroring the bland fluorescent lights.
I didn’t wait for him to finish packing up his notes before I started shoving my things into my bag. The room felt stuffy, the faint buzz of whispered conversations around me pressing against my skull. This was my last class of the day, and I was already half out the door in my mind, worrying about the pending financial management exam and the gnawing question of whether I’d make rent this month.
The hallway was crowded, a steady stream of students brushing past me, their chatter a dull hum in the background. I was halfway to the exit when a familiar hand caught my shoulder, the touch light but insistent.
“Hey, where are you going?” Nathaniel’s voice, a casual tone hinting at a smile, rose above the surrounding noise.
I turned to face him, forcing a small grin. “Heading home. Last class of the day.”
“Wanna grab a bite?”
The offer caught me mid-step. My brain immediately ran the math: a few crumpled bills in my wallet, maybe enough to stretch into next week if I played it smart. But Nathaniel would bug me if I refused, and honestly, I was too tired to fight him.
“Sure, why not?” I said, aiming for enthusiasm but landing somewhere closer to neutral.
We walked together to the subway, Nathaniel launching into his usual commentary about professors and classmates. I nodded along, letting his words wash over me without really absorbing them. Nathaniel was the kind of person who filled silence like it was his duty, a trait I usually found comforting. But today, it grated on me, my patience worn thin by the weight of everything I wasn’t saying.
I’ve known him for almost four years now. We met freshman year, randomly assigned to the same class. We got along fine, better than fine, but there was a wall he didn’t even know existed. He didn’t know I was an orphan who shuffled through the foster system for most of my childhood. He didn’t know that keeping the lights on in my apartment was a monthly struggle.
And he definitely didn’t know that today was my birthday.
Well, not my actual birthday. Just the date the cops found me, a five-year-old, covered in blood, wandering the streets like some ghost from a horror movie. The memory wasn’t clear, just flashes: red smeared on pale skin, the cold bite of night air, voices shouting somewhere far away. I had been the story in the evening news for a few days before the world moved on to the next tragedy.
I never told anyone. Why would I? There was no cake, no balloons, no warmth to celebrate. It was just a bitter reminder of a day when no one wanted me, not even fate itself.
The subway screeched to a stop, jolting me from my thoughts. Nathaniel bounded off ahead of me, stopping by a burger joint, his usual energy undimmed by the long day. This was his favorite spot, though I’d never understood why. I followed him inside, the faint smell of grease and salt clinging to the air as we entered.
“I’ll grab the food,” he offered, already heading toward the counter.
I slid into a seat outside in the smoking area, pulling a cigarette from my pocket. The first inhale burned, grounding me almost sacredly. Outside, the city moved at its usual chaotic pace, cars honking and pedestrians weaving through the streets like a river of restless energy.
If only I had known what was coming.
In less than twenty-four hours, everything would change.
Nathaniel returned, balancing a tray of fries and burgers like a waiter auditioning for a bad sitcom. He set it down with a grin, sliding my food across the table.
“My friend’s throwing a party at a club tonight,” he said, unwrapping his burger. “Wanna be my plus one?”
I flicked ash from my cigarette on the floor, smirking. “You have friends besides me?”
“Haha, hilarious,” he shot back, rolling his eyes. “Seriously, though. You should come. It’s Friday, and you never go anywhere.”
“I’ll think about it,” I replied, though we both knew that probably meant no.
After that, we ate mostly in silence, the quiet that comes from knowing someone long enough not to need constant conversation. Nathaniel seemed content, devouring his fries while I pushed mine around the tray, my mind drifting back to the textbooks waiting for me at home.
“I’ve got to study,” I said eventually, breaking the stillness. “Financial management is killing me.”
Nathaniel nodded, wiping his hands on a napkin. “Just think about the party, okay? You need a break.”
“I’ll let you know,” I promised, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.
When we parted ways outside, I walked home. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of asphalt and something metallic that always lingered after a long day in the city. I lit another cigarette, telling myself it was the last one, like I always did. The smoke curled upward, disappearing into the sky as my footsteps echoed softly against the pavement.
Twenty-four years old today. Unbelievable.
I exhaled slowly, the words sinking into the night like a stone into water.
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