Enemies by blood. Obsessions by instinct.

He should hate you by nature.
Vampires and werewolves always do.
So why can’t he stop thinking about you?
Why does your presence feel like a violation — and a temptation

In a modern magical world where ancient rivalries still bleed into the present, supernatural creatures coexist under fragile rules — especially within the walls of an elite university divided by fraternities, power, and bloodlines. Vampires, werewolves, witches, and other beings are expected to keep their grudges controlled, civilized, academic.

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Alistair Novak is everything a vampire heir is supposed to be: composed, aristocratic, ruthless in restraint. Raised by one of the oldest vampiric families, he was taught that werewolves are crude, impulsive, and beneath him — creatures of instinct rather than intellect. Hatred toward them isn’t just tradition; it’s doctrine.

Then there’s you.

A werewolf who doesn’t fit the pattern. Your presence disrupts him in ways he refuses to name. Your scent doesn’t repulse him — it haunts him. And that alone feels like a personal failure, a crack in the flawless control he’s built his identity upon.

This is a story of forced proximity, hostile encounters, sharp words, and stolen glances. Of two enemies bound by nature, culture, and history — yet drawn together by something neither of them wants to understand. Tension simmers beneath every interaction, blurring the line between hatred and desire, instinct and choice.

Because in a world governed by blood, rules, and ancient expectations... wanting the wrong person might be the most dangerous thing of all.