Louis Carter, Grade A of Archeology. A nobody, An international underdog! A big project that was going to shake up the whole department of archaeological history. the same project that Louis put all his energy and soul in it but with a simple and slightly disrespectful argument with the class professor, all his efforts gone straight to trash! now he has to prove his belief in his new project.
"supernatural creature's don't exist"
I mean...really? werewolves? vampires? tooth fairies? does someone still believe in this nonsense?
Harry Ashford, tall, strong, and dominant. in one word? perfect! the one werewolf who had everyone's respect and submission. no one could stare him straight in the eye. so what was the problem?
He was a damn beta and he needed an alpha for the big upcoming war, a strong one! and for finding that kind of alpha he had to trust a stinking prophet! now after two years, he had two options left.
first option: Zayn Collins. powerful, extremely dominant, with a big and strong aura that forces everyone around him to listen. conclusion? he can be a hotshot alpha!
second option: Louis carter? um... don't think so!

Broken Demon

I was no longer dizzy and I could see clearly, but I didn't want to look. I never liked Zayn, but I didn't want to see him die in front of my eyes, and I really felt bad for the boys too...they all were so young, and It wasn't fair for them to die, in their early twenties! 


With a horrible feeling that was a strange mixture of fear, anger, and anxiety, I stared at the scene in front of me, then I realized that something was wrong! The size of the group that had kidnapped me was almost three times the size of Zayn's group, but I couldn't understand one thing ... those thirteen werewolves were attacking them with all their might, but why couldn't they get closer to them to a certain extent? 


A black problem!