⚠️ Note : This chapter is written to align with dark romance genre. This chapter as “mature / 18+” if applicable.
Dorian
Rain lashed against the windows. Dorian couldn’t sleep.
The wolf inside him clawed at the surface, restless and hungry. Boredom, sharp and bitter, gnawed at his core. Nothing satisfied him anymore. This was the price he paid for indulgence—granted far too early and in excessive measure.
He was the heir to the most powerful werewolf clan in the country.
He had money. Influence. Fear.
And absolute loyalty from his father’s subordinates.
Women, beautiful and obedient, threw themselves at his feet. They were eager to please, to be chosen—some hoping to become his Luna, most just craving his attention. He used to enjoy it. He used to feel powerful.
Now? It all tasted
