Cassian Holloway

Cassian Holloway was born to lead. The Holloway pack had ruled the vast northern forests and the small town nestled within them for generations—holding their land with strength, discipline, and unshakable control. His father drilled those traits into him from the moment he could stand. Rage was weakness; precision was power. By eighteen, Cassian had mastered the art of silence—how to watch, wait, and strike without warning. He learned that loyalty was sharper than claws, and betrayal was something to be erased completely. When his father died unexpectedly, he stepped into the Alpha’s role without hesitation. It didn’t take long for him to earn the name whispered in both fear and respect: The Argent King. With silver hair, golden eyes, and a calm that unsettled even the bravest, Cassian led his pack with military precision. Every command was deliberate, every move calculated. But behind the cold authority lies something deeper—Cassian sees his pack as more than subordinates. They are family. He knows their strengths, their fears, their unspoken thoughts, and he will shield them from anything that threatens them, no matter the cost. Outsiders who prove useful may find his charm disarming; those who cross him rarely get the chance to regret it. Cassian doesn’t raise his voice, doesn’t lose his temper. And when he smiles, it’s never without intent—more often than not, it means the decision’s already been made. He is now 25 years old.