~Riya~

Days turned into weeks, and the rhythm of my new life began to take shape.

Morning after morning, I woke to the aroma and the endless shuffle of feet in Dorian Steele’s restaurant. Somewhere along the line, I stopped trembling whenever his voice echoed through the hallway. I still feared him, but the fear no longer ruled me.

Dorian was a wolf who thrived in the human world, his success a badge of pride. To the humans, he was a genius entrepreneur; to the wolves, a symbol of ...