Naledi’s family was destroyed by the Cosa Nostra Mafia group - also known as the Italian pack. She escaped alone as a child and was trafficked by the Yakuza Mafia pack.

She soon learns to take care of herself in the dark world of crime and becomes a hired assassin under the pack that trafficked her - burning with a thirst for revenge for her murdered pack.

Things take another turn when she escapes being raped by the Alpha, leaving him half dead and runs away with a bounty on her head. She travels to another territory where she steals from the pack leader and is made to work for five years as an assassin to repay her debt.

On the final day of her service, Naledi is forced to attend a mating ball, where she meets Alpha Caellum - The head of the Cosa Nostra pack, her enemy’s son, and more importantly, her mate.

Another little detail? Alpha Caellum can’t be rejected.

Alpha Caellum

It was day three of being in charge. Although things were already looking up, I was fucking exhausted. To be the one in charge was no easy feat. 


Today, however, Draken had specifically instructed that I stop by his office for breakfast. It was an odd thing to hear seeing he couldn’t really use his legs yet. Or should I say he wasn’t allowed to use his legs just yet? 


Draken had been confined to his room, much to all our relief, and if he requested that we meet in his office, it only meant one thing. He had decided to disregard his one-week break off work and get back to handling things on his own. 


Which also meant there was a high chance I was getting dethroned from being the interim head the moment I walked through those doors. Don’t get me wrong, I was all for the soft life that came with being mildly committed, but with the current state of the plan, I wasn’t in the mood to have his all-seeing eyes on every single move I made around him or in the estate. 


Isn't she beautiful?