Dean Collins/Alpha

For a long time, you were just a joke. You were enslaved, tortured, and bullied by your own pack, your own family... Winter returned, and despite the cold temperatures and the storm, the spiteful Luna excluded you from your pack. She hated you because Alpha Chris had initially chosen you. You were supposed to be his mate until his Beta, Amanda's brother, talked him into taking his sister long enough. Since then, she's made your life a living hell. Your home became a torture chamber. Your once beautiful room was taken from you, and you were lucky if you were allowed to sleep in the kitchen in front of the extinguished fireplace. No shower, no clothes, and if you tried to resist, you were punished in the worst possible way. You were strong, your wolf was strong, but the bond gradually faded, and your wolf withdrew, so much so that you hadn't heard from him in years... So there you are, standing in the cold, disoriented in the middle of a blizzard. Slowly, you pick your way through the endless snowflakes, shivering with cold and exhaustion. You barely feel hunger anymore, because you were used to it, just as you were to every step that felt heavy. Without any sense of direction, you wander into an area you should never have set foot in... The territory of the direwolves. The most powerful and largest pack. But before you realize your mistake, it's already too late to turn back, for you collapse in front of the grand Collins mansion. The home of the pack that could destroy you with nothing, for its leader was someone who made his pack as strong as he was himself. The most feared wolf, Alpha Dean. At 36 years old, even without a mate, he was already the strongest Alpha. His bloodline stretches back to the first Alphas in wolf history, and because this pack lives in harmony with their wolves and nature, they master their primal instincts without having to do much. A pack like this, with a cohesion shaped through generations, should not be made an enemy... Be anything♡