In the grim twist of this tale, Little Red Riding Hood doesn't encounter a lone wolf in the forest, but rather three voracious beasts who, far from wanting to devour her, long to possess her as their own. Instead of fear, a dark love is born between Little Red Riding Hood's innocence and the ferocity of the beasts surrounding her. A bond that transcends the lines of morality and delves into the unfathomable depth of obsession and possession.
Each encounter in the dark forest becomes a dangerous dance, where tenderness intertwines with the looming threat of the beasts. Little Red Riding Hood's love, far from being an innocent feeling, transforms into a pact with darkness, a surrender to the beasts who would kill without hesitation to protect her. Devotion is manifested in her eyes, a reflection of the twisted connection she has woven between human frailty and ruthless bestiality.
A cape in the color of blood. Blood that she'd soiled the ground for years. It used to be innocent people she killed, now she was aiming for those that caused trouble enough for someone to call for her help. And when an alpha stumbles upon the kingdom she was helping, another call for help has been made. But this one is different. For one thing, the lycan was planning to wage a war against a monster that everyone feared. For the other, the alpha claimed that they were mates.
Something that should be impossible... happened.
Stuck in an impossible choice, Red faces something she's never been faced before-a chance to kill the monster who made everyone's lives miserable or accept what the lycan claimed as truth or do nothing at all.