They had been around since the beginning of time, always watching, always lurking in the shadows, waiting… like a lion, ready to pounce on its prey. Their only purpose in life was to wreak havoc on the lives that crossed their path.
The wolves had their own king, as did the witches, fairies, etc. The Dark ones had no leader, no crown, no one wanted to follow their culture. They believed that the moon goddess didn’t deserve to mother over the wolves, they didn’t believe that a woman could rule over anything.
When the first hybrid appeared, the dark ones took up arms and crowned their first king, Damen’s father, Luther. Luther didn’t heed any advice that the dark users had to offer. Luther ruled over all the wolves from all different packs for nine years until he met his mate and queen. S
