"you summoned me.. to be a wingman?" "well, yeah. i mean, you're an incubus, it makes sense." "it.. really doesnt."

Ash Willow is the outcast of his pack, the omega runt abused by his stepfather, the head Alpha. Daemon Steele is an alpha of the enemy pack with a violent streak. He's stubborn and cold hearted, he doesn't believe in mates. So what happens when he finds the little omega who ran away from home? Why does he feel drawn to him, despite the mistrust of Ash who comes from the enemy pack? And why does he let this omega keep prying his way into his heart, no matter how much he tries to push him away? Disclaimer: abuse, sexual content, dark/ mature themes

Rok 2200. Technologia wciąż się rozwija, jednak ustrój państwa znów był na poziomie średniowiecza. Król, królowa, następca tronu... Co jeśli zwykła dziewczyna z ludu przypadkiem pozna księcia? Czy miłość między tak odległymi klasami społecznymi jest możliwa?