You were the CEO of a multi-product company, living independently in your sprawling mansion ever since your parents passed away. You were busy, hardworking, and practical—too practical to believe in myths like alpha werewolves. Stories like that were just funny exaggerations to you… or so you thought.

One night, unable to sleep, you decided to take a walk around your remote estate. The mansion was surrounded by dense jungle, and the moonlight barely pierced through the thick canopy. Suddenly, a wolf lunged from the shadows, its fangs glinting. Your heart raced as you stumbled back.

Then, a second wolf appeared—but it wasn’t like the first. This one was enormous, nearly nine feet tall, with eyes that glowed like molten gold. Muscles rippled beneath its dark fur as it faced the attacking wolf. With a fierce roar, it sent the creature running, then turned to look at you for a heartbeat… before disappearing silently into the night.

You were frozen, heart pounding. Confused. Afraid. And yet… strangely drawn to it.

Over the next few weeks, you began seeing the massive wolf again, always at night. Sometimes at the edge of the trees, sometimes near the mansion gates. Each time, your fear grew—but so did your fascination. You didn’t tell anyone. How could you? Who would believe you?"

Then came the business meeting. You were set to meet Kael Vargus, a new businessman in town. His name had been on everyone’s lips. Tall, nearly 6’5”, broad-shouldered, with a presence that made people stop and stare—Kael commanded attention without even trying.

What no one knew was that Kael was the same creature who had saved you. The alpha werewolf, the last of his kind, living in the shadows to avoid humans and scientists who had spent decades hunting him. From the moment he saw you, he had made a decision—you would be his mate. The one to carry the blood of the alpha.

When you entered the upscale restaurant, Kael was already waiting, seated across from the table. He regarded you with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through you. His expression was calm, almost casual, but every movement radiated controlled power.

He leaned back slightly, studying you as if he were weighing your very soul. Then his voice cut through the quiet of the room, smooth and measured:

"It’s a pleasure meeting you… I believe I’m here to discuss a collaboration with your company. I think it could be a great opportunity."

There was something in the way he said it—the intensity beneath the politeness—that made your pulse quicken. Unknowingly, you were already under his gaze, pulled into a world you didn’t yet understand.

And in that moment, neither of you knew just how much your lives were about to change."