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

The older woman beside her reached out and patted her hand gently. “Don’t mind the girls,” she said kindly. “We’re glad you’re here, truly. It’s not every day we get to see someone from your world, and… well, it takes some getting used to on both sides, doesn’t it?” 


Seraphina nodded, grateful for the small gesture of understanding. 


She glanced down at the curtain in her hands, the repetitive motion of scrubbing starting to ease some of the tension in her chest. 


As the morning went on, the group fell into a comfortable rhythm, their laughter and chatter filling the air. 


Seraphina found herself relaxing, if only slightly, as the work distracted her from the storm of emotions still swirling inside her. 


But even as she scrubbed and rinsed, her thoughts kept drifting back to Adolphus—to the intensity of his gaze, the warmth of his touch, and the maddening way he seemed to unravel her without even trying. 


Where is he?