From Ashes to Alpha

He was born a stain in the werewolf code, a phantom in human society.

He learned the rules of survival in the rust-stench of junkyards.



When three women reached into the abyss to save him:

One with ink-stained hands, offering a dagger of salvation;

One with a serpent’s silver bracelet, gripping a bloodied scepter;

The last with ballerina gauze, hiding a poison-dipped rose.



He paid in scars to understand:

The cages woven from gold by humans, the thrones forged from bloodlines by wolves—they were all the same prison.



When the crimson moon rises, the new king must choose:

Let three loves become claws to tear the world apart,



Or shatter his pride to forge a path never seen—

A third road between species.