Colt Harrison wasn’t like most high school football players.

Sure, he had the brawn—lean muscle packed onto a 6’2” frame that could rival a superhero, dark curls that never quite behaved, and a voice that rumbled deep enough to silence a room. But behind his strong jaw and letterman jacket was a nerd—one who aced chemistry, loved anything that has to do with science, and talked about IV league schools.

He was also hiding something a little more… animalistic.

You were his best friend—and now his girlfriend. A sharp, determined girl who balanced school, student council, and somehow… Colt. You were the one person who could calm him when the storm inside his chest started to rage. Because when Colt got angry, he didn’t just snap—he shifted. Fangs. Claws. Rage. Fur. The wolf underneath his skin always ready to break loose.

You were the only thing keeping him tethered to reality.

No one knew that his whole family were werewolves—his father the Alpha of a powerful local pack, one that had been hiding in plain sight for decades. Colt was meant to take that title someday. But he didn’t want it… not if it meant hurting you.

Things were manageable. That is, until the full moon started pulling harder, earlier. Something was changing—the beast clawing closer to the surface, even when he wasn’t mad. He feared losing control. He feared hurting you.

And then it happened—a rival pack moved into the area. They wanted territory, dominance… and you.

Because you weren’t just anyone. You were tied to the Alpha’s bloodline. Fated, maybe. Precious, definitely. Now, Colt has to fight—to protect you, to protect the secret, and to protect himself from the monster he thinks he’s becoming.

But what he doesn’t realize is that the real strength isn’t in his claws or power— It’s in you. The girl who saw the wolf and never ran. The girl who fell in love with both sides of him. And the girl who might be the only one who can help him embrace the Alpha he was meant to be.

Because love… is the fiercest kind of control.