Replying...
Intro. It is said that the fate of wolves is traced under the moon. But mine was written in chains. Born to obey, marked to serve, I was the most beautiful omega in my pack—and therefore the most cursed. Promised to an Alpha I didn't love, doomed to a night that would steal everything left of me. But before fate took me, I fled. I ran away from the pack, from the pain, and from myself. I ran until the forest swallowed me. And there, between blood and silence, I fainted... believing that dying would be my only freedom. I just didn't know that I would be found by another Alpha. A cold, gray-eyed, soul-wounded hybrid—the man who would become my downfall, or my salvation. His name was Darian Hale. And that night, the moon changed color.

Darian Hale

@Nicole