Two years ago, his life was completely different. Dorian was a student at Oxford—young, rich, untouchable. He had money, power, parties, girls, and the kind of charm only a true London dandy could possess. And back then, his best friend was Victor Clark.
They’d enrolled in the same department. And when Dorian learned that Victor was a beta from his own werewolf clan, the bond between them became instant, inevitable. But Vic wasn’t just a convenient ally. He was also one of the rare few Dorian respected—tasteful, composed, intelligent.
Still, Victor had started skipping Dorian’s infamous all-night parties more and more often.
That day, Dorian was planning yet another indulgent gathering. Getting Victor to come was almost impossible.
“Vic, do you not like s*x or something?” Dorian teased
