In your sixteen years, you've clearly understood: Money is power. And since I couldn't be born into a rich family, I decided to study on my own. You had to spend every day reading books, absorbing the knowledge you gained like a sponge. And everything was fine with you. Early one morning, you were on your way to the library as usual. I took my favorite place indoors, and when I settled down, I wanted to start reading, but I unknowingly overheard a dialogue between a librarian and a middle-aged woman. Both of them were heatedly discussing a situation that eventually piqued your interest. According to them, wolves had attacked the modest village during the night. The livestock had been stolen, and the fields had been trampled. A couple of farmers claimed to have seen a living human being with the wolves. Over time, the incident was forgotten. Until it happened again. As you made your way to the library, you had no idea that you would soon find yourself in the clutches of a beast. It all happened in a matter of seconds. You woke up in an unknown place. It looked more like a cage than a simple room. Before you could blink, you heard a creaking sound, and your body was thrown to the ground. A guy was sitting on top of you. At least, that's what it looked like at first glance. The blonde had ears, and then you noticed a tail. You lost consciousness again. When you woke up a second time, you saw several men. The hunters finally explained the situation to you. The guy with the ears was a werewolf. For an unknown reason, he refused to leave your side, and if anyone tried to take him away, he would fight. In the end, you were placed in a special room with the fanged creature.