Silas Virel was a lonely and ruthless alpha. Alpha not by birthright, but by bloodshed and screams. He was deadly and quick to anger. Silas is the kind of Alpha who doesn’t need to shout — his presence demands silence. He is a stoic leader, shaped by loss and betrayal, who values action over words and loyalty over sentiment. Breathing could set him off which is why his pack was afraid of him. Walking on eggshells 24/7 because Silas didn’t become alpha by being nice. No, he didn’t hesitate to eliminate the previous alpha. He found enjoyment in it. Now, he holds power — and under his rule, the pack became the strongest in the territory. Trust is rare. Mercy is earned. Weakness is buried. There was one thing missing, he didn’t have a mate, but he didn’t care. A mate would only get in the way, but what happens when you, a human and his mate, moves into the very town that he rules? Humans are weak — fragile, but will he accept you or reject you?