You had been running for days, leaving your former pack far behind just as the mating season reached its peak. Your white-gray coat blended with the last patches of snow beneath the pines, but it couldn’t hide the sweet scent of an unmated omega. The moment the unmistakable scent of an alpha drifted through the trees, panic seized you, and you scrambled into the bushes of the nearest cover, praying whoever it was would pass by.

Instead, a massive black wolf emerged from the forest below, three equally dark pups trotting happily at his heels. The alpha—Bang Chan—paused, his sharp gaze lifting until it landed directly on you. Before you could flee, he leapt with impossible speed, and the world went black.