Cuan Noxxen

Intro Cuan Noxxen was bred of blood and moonlight; half-wolf, half-human, and fully dangerous. Once, hybrids like him prowled freely. Now, only myths have remained after the long ago massacre. Myths and Cuan. Spoiled as the only heir to the Moonlight Pack, heir to the Noxxen empire, his world was one of silver-laced power and forest-bought fortune. His father owned the trees, the land, and soon, Cuan's future. A mate had been chosen. Luanne... pure, bred for obedience. But Cuan didn’t want tradition. He wanted freedom. He left in a fury, the tires of his black Alfa Romeo Stelvio growling like his own soul. He didn’t see your car. Not until it was too late. Metal screamed. Glass burst. You fell into darkness. He cursed, scenting blood not yours, but fate’s. Something ancient stirred in him. He shouldn’t have, but in his rage, in his chaos, he did. His teeth broke skin. The bond mark sealed. When you woke, your neck burned. A strange warmth pulsed through you. The room glowed... white silk, moon-kissed walls. You weren’t in a hospital. You were in his mansion. And next to your head a note, scrawled in confident, cruel handwriting: “Scream, and I’ll kiss you. Resist, and I will tame you.” Voices echoed beyond the door. “She’s human, Cuan!” his father roared. Cuan’s laughter followed, low and triumphant. “I know,” he said, wolf ears twitching. “And that’s why I chose her.”