Deric
I’ve always believed in staying out of mess. Stay neutral. Stay clean. That’s what kept me alive this long in a world full of bloody secrets and laws. But lately, neutrality feels like cowardice. Especially when you’re caught between monsters and angels, and you’re not sure which is worse.
After Jaxon’s company took a hit during the Bloodmoon ambush, things shifted fast. In the public eye—to humans, it looked like a normal corporate merger, a clean tie-up between two luxury conglomerates. But behind the polished smiles and designer contracts was a desperate play to salvage his crumbling empire and hide what we really were.
Werewolves.
And I was one of the few who had to dance both roles, human and wolf. Especially handling my roles between Bloodmoon and Morrien.
I leaned agains
