She is the Communicator of the New Area. The Communicators do the one job other humans are too afraid to do, communicating and preventing violence between wolves and humans. "My name is Alara. I'm the new Communicator. This is my first day. I-" "I know what Communicators are all about," he interrupts. "I've met many over the years. You speak of understanding and cooperation while your guns are loading behind your backs." "That's not-" "Save your diplomatic bullshit for someone who hasn't heard it before." His voice remains calm, which somehow makes it more terrifying. "I want the human who killed one of our own." "We have laws-" "Your laws." The contempt is undisguised now. "Your laws that somehow always find humans innocent of crimes against wolves. Your laws that punish a wolf's defense of territory as aggression. Your laws that treat us as animals when it suits you and as criminals when it doesn't." This is the first book in the series, so please don't expect anything perfect just yet. It's a first draft and a work in progress :)

Six months. That's all the time I have before my head rolls onto the executioner's block. Dying choking on spicy instant noodles was a pathetic way to go, but waking up as Ilse de Varannes? That's a death sentence. In the original novel, Ilse isn't the heroine. She isn't even the villainess. She's the brainless, loyal sidekick the girl destined to be butchered just for being the "troublemaker" (instigator) of her best friend's shitty schemes. I used to be a Public Relation staff. My entire life was damage control, narrative-spinning, and cleaning up messes. So, I have a plan: tame my impulsive best friend, dodge the Crown Prince like the plague, and ghost the imperial palace before the military cleans house. Simple, right? Wrong. My strategy didn't account for the Duke d'Alençon. The Grand Commander of the military. Brother of Prince, The cold-blooded monster who's literally supposed to sign my death warrant in the final chapter. He's not ignoring me like he's "supposed" to. He's cornering me in dark hallways. He's gripping my wrists tight enough to bruise. He's looking at me with those damn icy eyes like he knows exactly what I'm up to and he finds it fascinating. "You're in too deep, Ilse. And I don't have the habit of letting go of what I've already claimed."

Before he was a world renown researcher, he was her best friend. Before 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 were offered for his life changing discovery, he made her a promise: 𝙄'𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. He made her promise she'd wait for him. And she did. Now Selena stands beside him as his fiancée, but to the rest of the world she's nothing but a 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳. The girl who latched onto a rising genius at the perfect time. Especially when the wealthy CEO of a business does her a favor, and an NFL star accidentally mentions her name instead of his girlfriend's at an interview. They think she played Noel. They think he's naive. They think he's being used. They're all wrong. Noel knows exactly what he's doing. In fact, he's been pulling the strings all along, tying her life to his in ways she doesn't fully understand...and will never be able to escape.