Werewolves only existed in fantasy or so I thought. Until the night I caught my boyfriend cheating on Christmas Eve. Heartbroken and alone in the snow, I was attacked by something I couldn't see_and saved by a man whose eyes glowed like molten gold. His name is Alpha Rufus Mikaelson_powerful, dangerous, and utterly inhuman. He claimed I belonged to him the moment our eyes met. I should have run. But the more I resist, the deeper I fall into his world, one filled with secrets, pack rivalries, and a prophecy that says his mate will destroy him. I was just a human girl with a broken heart. Now, I might be the key to ending or saving the Alpha's fate.