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

“I'm curious about how you all can dance and laugh after destroying my family,” she said, her voice low but cutting. 


Her words hung in the air between them, and for a moment, the music and laughter seemed distant. 


He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked at her. “We grieve in our own ways, Seraphina,” he said softly, his voice barely audible above the music. “You don’t have to understand it.” 


Her jaw tightened, but she didn’t reply. Instead, she stared at the dancers, her chest tightening with a mix of anger and sadness. 


She refused to show weakness, especially here, but the weight of everything was suffocating. 


“Stay for a while,” Adolphus said, breaking the silence. His voice had softened, almost gentle. “You might learn something.” 


She shot him a glare. “I don’t want to learn anything from you.” 


Their Actions, Her Pain.