Humans were off limit. Seraphina Hunters even more so but Adolphus has crossed the limit when he became curious, followed his instinct and fell in love.
He brought her world to ashes, now she would bring him to his knees.
In the town of Damford, humans live unaware that werewolves from the realm of Damoria walk among them, hidden in plain sight. Seraphina Hunters, the youngest and only daughter of a family dedicated to eradicating these creatures, finds herself caught between two worlds. Raised to despise werewolves, her clandestine meetings with Adolphus, the alpha’s son, ignite a forbidden love.
When Seraphina’s father kills the alpha, a fierce retaliation leaves her family seemingly annihilated, and Seraphina alone and devastated. Kidnapped by Adolphus and taken to Damoria, she learns that he needs her to fulfill his destiny as the new alpha. But she harbors nothing but hatred for the man who led the attack against her kin.
As Seraphina grapples with her conflicting emotions and the shocking revelation that her family is imprisoned, not dead, a new menace looms. Demons infiltrate Damford, forcing an unlikely alliance between hunters and werewolves. In a desperate bid to save their world, Seraphina and Adolphus must bridge the chasm of their past and face the threat together.
Caught in a web of desire, betrayal, and war, Seraphina must decide: Can she trust the man who destroyed her life, or will their pasts forever doom their future?
Dive into a tale of passion and peril, where love is both the battleground and the prize.

The Alpha’s Damnation

 Seraphina left Adolphus’s room with her towel draped over her arm, her bare feet padding softly on the wooden floor. 


 The oversized shorts she wore were a nuisance, slipping low on her hips with every step, forcing her to adjust them constantly. Each movement irritated her further. 


 The faint clinking of cutlery reached her ears as she stepped into the main hall, which doubled as a living and dining space. 


 Adolphus was seated at a modest table near the kitchen, his broad frame slouched slightly as he laid out a simple meal. 


 His movements were deliberate yet unhurried, as though he had all the time in the world to enjoy his existence. 


 “Come eat,” he said casually, his voice carrying a soft authority, almost as though he expected her compliance. 


 She halted, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t like bread,” she deadpanned, each word laced with deliberate indifference. 


Dining With Her Captor