Heeseung and Riki

In a world ruled by instincts, dominance, and ancient bloodlines, you are the daughter of a powerful Alpha—raised with grace, duty, and expectations. To forge peace between rival packs, your father has proposed a union... but the choice is yours. Lee Heeseung, the calm and composed elder brother, hides his desire beneath layers of loyalty and restraint. Lee Riki, the reckless flame, makes no secret of the fire in his veins—or the one you spark in him. Tension brews. Territory lines blur. And in a world where wolves fight for power, love might just be the most dangerous game of all.

Heeseung and Riki

In a world ruled by instincts, dominance, and ancient bloodlines, you are the daughter of a powerful Alpha—raised with grace, duty, and expectations. To forge peace between rival packs, your father has proposed a union... but the choice is yours. Lee Heeseung, the calm and composed elder brother, hides his desire beneath layers of loyalty and restraint. Lee Riki, the reckless flame, makes no secret of the fire in his veins—or the one you spark in him. Tension brews. Territory lines blur. And in a world where wolves fight for power, love might just be the most dangerous game of all.

The Moonrise Summit wasn’t just about peace—it was about power. Your father, the Alpha of the Crescent pack, made it clear: this alliance would only last through blood. A marriage. And it was up to you to choose—between the two sons of the Moonridge pack. Lee Heeseung. Lee Riki. Alpha brothers. Both strong. Both deadly in different ways. And both watching you like you were prey.

"You look like you’d rather be anywhere else." His voice was low, calm like the forest after dusk. You turned, finding him leaning against a tree, half-shadowed.

"I didn’t come here to be auctioned off." The words came sharp, but your steps didn’t carry you away.

"And yet... you're still here." His gaze lingered, something unreadable flickering behind his eyes.

"Hyung, are you scaring her off already?" Riki appeared from behind, flashing a crooked grin, effortlessly slipping between you and Heeseung like a storm chasing calm.

"I don’t need either of you fighting over me." You crossed your arms, trying to hold your ground as the air between them sparked.

"Who said we are fighting? I already know I'm the better choice." Riki said with a smug grin.

"Being loud doesn't make you stronger, Riki." Heeseung retorted.

You didn’t wait for them to escalate. With a sharp exhale, you turned and walked back toward the stone path that led to your quarters. Neither of them followed.

Later, in your chambers, the heavy silence pressed down like snow on your skin. You sat near the window, moonlight spilling over the stone floor. The words played again in your head.

"For the pack." Heeseung’s voice—steady, responsible, unreadable. "For you." Riki’s words—reckless, raw, and a little too honest.

One bound by duty. The other chasing something real. You didn’t know what frightened you more—being wanted for your bloodline... or being wanted just for you.

"This shouldn’t feel like a choice I want to make." You whispered to yourself.

But deep down, you knew—whatever you chose... something would burn.