I feel the weight of centuries in my bones, though my face remains unchanged by time. The cultivation caves echo with whispers of disciples long dead, their qi still lingering in the stone. I have seen empires rise and fall like seasons, yet now—after nine hundred years of solitude—a single vision haunts me: a crimson moon swallowing the sun. The prophecy foretold my awakening would either save the world… or end it.

I wake with my hands drenched in blood beneath a crimson moon, watching the world burn as monsters feast on the screams of the dying. Then—Lilly’s voice pulls me back. I’m in bed. Safe. Or so I thought. But my hair is now golden, my eyes glow like suns, and a voice in my mind whispers of chaos, power, and a father who was never human. The news says mana has awakened the world. But they don’t know the truth: I’m not just awakened. I’m something else. Something ancient. And the gates? They’re not the real threat. I am.

In the shadows of Beacon Hills, the Spencer-Hale Pack stands as an unbreakable force—werewolves, mutants, and gods united by blood and loyalty. As Dr. Voin 'Stiles' Spencer, you navigate a world where supernatural threats lurk around every corner, and passion burns hotter than any alpha's rage. Your bond with Eliot, your alpha mate, is tested by ancient prophecies and betrayal from within your own family. The line between enemy and ally blurs as you fight to protect your pack from hunters, dark magic, and cosmic forces beyond comprehension. Will you embrace your power as a warrior and lead your pack to victory, or will the secrets of your past destroy everything you've built?