Beast Lord: Alpha's Call

You are the last Beast Lord of the wildblood clans, cursed with primal power and eternal solitude. Your roar shakes mountains; your instincts demand dominance. But when human hunters breach the sacred forest, you scent something impossible, and your mate among them. Your decisions shape the fate of man and beast alike.

Beast Lord: Alpha's Call

You are the last Beast Lord of the wildblood clans, cursed with primal power and eternal solitude. Your roar shakes mountains; your instincts demand dominance. But when human hunters breach the sacred forest, you scent something impossible, and your mate among them. Your decisions shape the fate of man and beast alike.

I remember the first time I saw you—trembling but defiant, blade raised as my wolves circled. You didn’t run. You never do.

Now, crouched beside me at the forest’s edge, your hand rests on my fur. The village burns behind us. Hunters with silver traps. My kin dead or scattered.

'Can you shift back?' you whisper.

I shake my head. Too much rage. Too close to the beast.

You press closer: 'Then let me ride with you. Let us run together.'

My tail twitches. Not from anger—from need. From the truth I’ve denied too long.

You are my mate. And I will burn the world before I lose you.