Echoes of the white wolf

Marked by blood beneath the stones of ancient Athens, Perdix should have died.

Instead, he became something else.

Cursed-or chosen-by an ancient werewolf king, the boy is reborn into a savage pack that roams the world under the shadow of the moon. For years, he survives by tooth and claw, learning the brutal laws of loyalty, hunger, and obedience. Until the night everything breaks.

When the pack attacks a band of female hunters sworn to eternal maidenhood under Diana, Roman goddess of the moon, the battle leaves bodies scattered across the forest floor-wolves and women alike. In the chaos, Perdix finds a wounded hunter at his mercy.

And he cannot kill her.

Something in her scent stops him. Something familiar. Something that reaches past instinct and into memory.

The mercy costs him everything.

Cast out by the pack and hunted by the very alpha who created him, Perdix should be torn apart for his weakness. Instead, he is saved by the girl he spared-a hunter who should hate him, and yet does not. As they flee together, Perdix begins to change. His humanity resurfaces. His body remembers how to be human again.

But the past has not finished with him.

A new scent emerges-one that pulls at his blood and bones. A presence tied to betrayal. A man close enough to be family. Close enough to be a father. The truth ignites a hunger deeper than the wolf's: revenge.

As Perdix grows closer to the hunter who saved him, he hides the darkness within, using her trust as a path back to the one who destroyed his life. Love, loyalty, and vengeance twist beneath the moon's gaze, and the line between monster and man begins to blur.

Because some curses do not end with survival.

Some are only waiting to be remembered.