What if Werewolves were the Humans of the society and Humans were the Werewolves of the forest? As a werewolf in a world full of beings who could turn into dogs, you wouldn't probably think normalcy exists. Well it does, so deal with it. Beyond the desserts near the urban city of New Las Vegas an underground city lives, Crete City. In classified werewolf books Crete City is a mere legend but what they didn't know was that it has sheltered more than a hundred thousand humans that've been hiding for a solid six decades. Having to live and hide underground not knowing what the up world looked like, one human got irked the most and did the most stupidest and best decision she ever did in her life... she got herself captured by the most powerful werewolf and with that decision she was thrusted into a life she did not even know existed. I am Adasteia the first human to interact with wolves in six decades and the human that changed the world.

You always seem to look for him, cling to his sculptured arms, fingers raking through his hair, mouths ravishing each other like it was the last meal. With an unexpected tingle on your lips you seem to rewind and think about your steamy moments, the way he made you feel, the exact way his touch made you answer. I didn't know mixing my self with that kind of guy would bring my life to a jazz. He's like a drug, dangerous but addictive. I didn't know what it was I felt at first whenever I was with him, but now I know and I'm very sure of it. It's an Alpha's effect.