ALOUVE

Born wolfless in a world where power is measured by the beast within, Ingrid Hearst defied every expectation. Trained by her adoptive father, the formidable Alpha Alistair, she rose above her limitations, to become a deadly assassin. Her name became a legend whispered across Arathia when she single-handedly brought down a ruthless Alpha.  

But triumph turned into tragedy. After Alistair’s death, Ingrid was betrayed by the pack she once called family. Cast out as a disgrace, chained, and tortured for being wolfless, she was sold for thirty gold coins, to the ruthless Zagreus Hawthorne, a royal yet mischievous vampire. Desperate to break free from the chain of her past to start a new life, Ingrid accepted the cunning proposal of the mischievous man, unaware of the deceit lurking behind his silver-tongue promises.

Ingrid must use her lethal skills to fulfill Zagreus's demand. A dangerous task involving the downfall of Zagreus’ long standing enemy: To bring the vicious Alpha of Enigma, Vesarius Rage down to his knees. 

With nothing more to lose, Ingrid is determined to hunt that beast down even if it means chasing him into the very depths of hell. However, as she delves deeper into her mission, secrets of her past emerge, and the freedom she seeks may come at a price far greater than she imagined: because dealing with the menacing Alpha is a very dangerous game to play. 

And in a deadly game of betrayal and survival, where power reigns absolute. Ingrid must decide: will she remain the prey, or will she rise as the huntress she was made to be?

The Huntress Omega

"The blood of your son will be the first thing I taste when this is over,"

Rage growled, his voice cutting through the tense silence of the abandoned hunting lodge they'd claimed as their temporary base.

Zereth's crimson eyes flickered in the firelight, his expression unreadable as he traced a finger along the yellowed map spread across the rough-hewn table.

"Get in line," he replied without looking up, his voice cool but edged with something darker. "Zagreus has been overdue for a father's correction for nearly two centuries."

The lodge creaked around them, winter wind howling through the gaps in the weathered wood. Three days. They'd been planning for three days, and Rage felt each passing second like a physical pain. Somewhere out there, Ingrid was in Zagreus's clutches, and the thought alone made his blood boil.

Chapter 33: Hunting the Huntress