ALPHA'S PREY

Do you think you are safe? You are wrong. This world has never known peace. It is a world of conflict where werewolves are hunted by humans, their flesh harvested to boost immunity and cure incurable disease. And in return, werewolves tore humans apart to satisfy their hunger and predatory instinct. Though humans fear werewolves, it has never stopped them from hunting, butchering and bleeding them dry to preserve their own lives. It was an endless battle fueled by greed, survival, and soaked in centuries of blood. Other small tribes like witches, vampires and shape-shifters exist too, but they prefer to live in isolation rather than involve themselves in this brutal struggle for dominance. Still, none bore the burden of tradition more than the werewolves. Their society was bound by ancient laws, so cruel and merciless they bordered on insanity. And the most damning of all? Exile for failing to find a mate. A fated mate selected not by desire, but by the moon goddess herself. It wasn't a matter of choice, but of instinct. Something no one could control. And yet, failure meant banishment from the pack because it was seen as a bad omen. Even alphas, the strongest of their kind, weren't spared from this merciless law. If an alpha failed to find their mate within ten years of their reign, the title and throne would be passed to the first son of the previous alpha's second wife. Then, the disgraced alpha will be cast into the human world where they will be either imprisoned, experimented on or slaughtered. A vicious cycle it was. A law that had stood since the dawn of their kind. Yet for centuries, no alpha had fallen victim to this cruel law. Not ever. Not until the reign of Alpha Enzo. Whose fate was bound not to a wolf, but to his prey. The very species he has grown to hate and devour. Humans.