"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave."

Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death.

As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator.

When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise:

"When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before."

As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood.

"Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

"How do you know this!" Varg spat with venom. "How can you know what my wife is better than I do?"


"You could start by listening to the children who actually know her." Alpha Samuel replied, his teeth grinding. "Being a patriarch leader isn't just about snarling, declaring wars, and fighting."


"Fine. Let's talk about the day you enslaved your Luna." Samuel said bitterly. "When your precious Luna escaped you and was ambushed in the woods with her friends, you imprisoned those poor human children in dungeons. You were so busy hunting down vampire nests and tearing them apart that I knew you wouldn't listen to me."


"Behind your back, I sent those children to Morocco," Alpha Samuel said. "From there, they went to Egypt, and then to Romania."


As Alpha Samuel whispered as if sharing a deadly secret, Vespera trembled in agony, and Varg pressed her even tighter against his chest.


Chapter 93 - 89) The Human Heart