Hey, my name is Jamie. I am 15 years old. I live in the Blood Red pack. We are the 4th strongest pack. Yes, I am the omega and the pack punching bag. Tomorrow is my birthday and is it also the day I find my mate. You see I am not like the other wolfs because I have not shifted yet. Normal wolves shift at the age of 9 (but not me). But I still have faith that my mate will love me no matter what.

The world is bleeding, and the cursed are done hiding. After betrayal shattered her pack and her past was stolen, Alex rose not as a wolf, but as a cursed golden dragon with fire in her blood and vengeance in her heart. No longer a pawn, she's become the spark that will ignite a war across the supernatural realms. But rising power attracts ancient threats. Akeldama, the evil, cruel leader cast out from a bloodthirsty coven, spreads death and chaos wherever he walks. Ruthless, cunning, and feared by all, he claims the world is already lost... unless it's ruled by something darker. Enemies are circling. Lines are blurring. And as war consumes the land, Alex must decide whether to destroy the monster chasing her... Or become something even worse. The rebellion has begun. Who will survive?

They say diamonds are unbreakable- But Alex Wolf was never meant to survive. Her pack? Slaughtered. Her name? Forgotten. Her soul? Marked by something far darker than revenge. Left for dead, Alex clawed her way back from the edge-but she didn't come back alone. Whispers speak of a prophecy. Of a girl tied to dragons, cursed by shadows, and hunted by the very bloodlines that fear her awakening. Now, Demiurge, the dragon king, stands torn between two worlds: His loyalty to the dragon clan that raised him- Or the girl's fate won't let him forget. And Akeldama? He doesn't want peace. He wants blood, war, and the destruction of everything tied to the light. Including her. Alex is caught between monsters and moonlight. Her heart is a battlefield, her past a curse, and her future... uncertain. Because the truth is brutal: She has to die for what's coming to begin. But what if death isn't the end? What if it's just the beginning of her becoming something no one-not even the gods-can stop?