*Chapter 1: The Stranger in Room 12*Rain hit the windows of Port Harcourt General Hospital like stones. Amaka hated night shifts during storms. The power flickered, the generator hummed, and the ER smelled like antiseptic and wet coats.That’s when they wheeled him in. Room 12. No ID, no phone, just blood on a white shirt and a silver ring on his thumb with an engraving: _ALFA_.“Trauma case, MVA on East-West Road,” the paramedic said. “He was conscious for a minute. Kept asking for someone named ‘Zara’. That’s all we got.”Amaka was 26, three years into nursing, and used to nameless patients. But this one was different. High cheekbones, scar across his eyebrow, even unconscious he looked like trouble. The kind that ruins your peace.He woke up at 3:17 AM. She was checking his drip when his eyes snapped open — dark, alert, not confused like most trauma patients. “Where’s Zara?” His voice was rough. “You’re at PH General. You were in an accident. I’m Nurse Amaka.” He studied her, then winced. “Don’t call anyone. Especially not police.” “Why?” “Because if they find me, they find her. And she’s safer if I’m dead.”Classic drama. Amaka rolled her eyes. “Save the movie lines for when you’re not on morphine.” But he grabbed her wrist. His hand was warm. “Alfa. My name is Alfa. And I need 48 hours before anyone knows I’m alive. Can you give me that?”That’s how it started. Not with roses. With a lie she hadn’t decided to tell yet.*End of Chapter 1*

He only hires humans. Every night at midnight, he chains himself to the wall. And I’m the new secretary who has to watch him turn into a beast.Zara Okoye needs money. Fast. 10M naira for 3 months as night secretary to billionaire Alpha King, Mr. Blackwood. Easy job. Until the rules: 1. No leaving before 6am 2. No looking at him after midnight 3. Run if he says "run"Rule #3 breaks on Night 1. Because when the chains snap and his gold eyes turn black, he doesn’t kill her. He kisses her. Like she’s the cure for his 200-year curse.But curses demand blood. And the witch who cursed his bloodline wants Zara dead.Now Zara must choose: Run and survive... Or stay and love the monster who might destroy her.A dark, possessive, rejected-mate billionaire werewolf romance. For readers who love: forced proximity, fated mates, cursed Alphas, and kisses that feel like salvation.