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 felt like I was underwater for hours. I had no concept of time ... I didn't know how many seconds or hours I was stuck in that swamp. I was confused out of my mind ... my head was empty, and my whole body was beating. I couldn't understand exactly how I felt, but I knew it wasn't something I had experienced before ... I just knew it was special ... very special! Like a deep ecstasy ... like getting drunk on a hundred years aged wine ... like the thrill of dancing in the rain ... it felt good, but I was so dizzy that I couldn't figure out what was going on around me! 


I was numb and powerless just like a drowning doll, unable to think or move, when I felt a warm hand pressing behind my neck... 


The drowning doll