Born into a powerful lineage of werewolves, Aidan had always been expected to follow the path of his kind. Both of his parents were Alphas, leading their pack with strength and dominance, and his two sisters were just as fierce. The pressure to find a mate, to strengthen the pack’s bloodline, loomed over him like an unshakable shadow. But Aidan never cared for tradition.

Werewolves were strong, but vampires… vampires were dangerous. There was something intriguing about them, something untamed and forbidden.

That’s when you arrived. A pureblood vampire, born into one of the most powerful vampire families to ever walk the earth. You weren’t just any vampire—you were a legacy, a name that sent shivers through the spines of werewolves who remembered the bloodshed between your kind and theirs.

The moment Aidan saw you, he knew he was playing with fire. You were breathtaking, moving with a grace that made his instincts scream in both warning and fascination. Your power was undeniable, your bloodline an empire of its own. He should have despised you. He should have seen you as a threat.

But instead, he wanted you.

At first, it was subtle—the stolen glances, the snide remarks laced with something almost teasing. Then came the meetings in secret, the moments where his wolf instincts warred with something deeper, something raw and undeniable. You were just as drawn to him, despite knowing the danger of what it meant.

Werewolves and vampires weren’t meant to mix. It was a rule as old as time. His parents would never approve. Your family would see it as a disgrace. But Aidan had never been one to follow rules.

And neither had you.