episode 1 – The Beginning

The forest was silent. Too silent.

Not even the wind dared to stir the leaves beneath the pale light of the moon. Somewhere in the darkness, something moved—fast, low, and deadly.

A pair of silver eyes cut through the shadows.

Kael’s breath came in slow, controlled exhales as his bare feet pressed into the cold earth. The scent of prey clung to the night air—sharp, metallic. He didn’t need to see it to know. His curse told him. It always did.

Hunt. Tear. Feed.

The voice in his head was the curse’s whisper, a constant reminder of what he was—a wolf bound to kill under the moon until his soul rotted away. And tonight… the pull was stronger. Almost unbearable.

He broke into a run, muscles rippling under tattered black clothes. The forest seemed to bend around him, letting him pass like a shadow given form.

Then—

The scent changed.

It wasn’t prey.

It was… wrong. Sweet like blood, but laced with something hot and suffocating. Sulfur.

Kael slowed, claws curling in anticipation. His curse growled for violence, but another part of him—older, more primal—warned him to be careful.

“You’re fast,” a voice drawled from the darkness.

The trees to his left warped in the moonlight as a figure stepped forward, red eyes glowing faintly like embers in a dying fire. Black hair fell over sharp horns that curved elegantly backward. His coat trailed along the ground like shadows stitched together.

A demon.

Kael bared his fangs. “You’re not supposed to be here.”

The demon smiled as if the words were a private joke. “Neither are you, Cursed Alpha.”

The name struck like a blade. Kael’s jaw tightened. Few dared to say it aloud.

The stranger stepped closer, and Kael caught it—that same intoxicating scent from before. He shouldn’t have breathed it in, but he did. And it burned through his chest, pooling somewhere far more dangerous than his heart.

“What do you want?” Kael growled.

“You,” the demon said simply, his tone dripping with sinful amusement. “I’ve been sent to break you.”

Kael’s claws flexed. “Try.”

The demon’s smirk deepened. “I will. But not the way you expect.”

Before Kael could react, the demon was already in front of him, cold fingers brushing along his jaw as if Kael were prey caught in a trap. The wolf’s instincts screamed to tear him apart—but his body refused to move.

“Such a beautiful curse,” the demon murmured, tilting his head as if examining a fine work of art. “I wonder how it tastes… when it begs.”

Kael’s heart slammed against his ribs. Rage. Confusion. Heat. It was all the same.

“Get your hands off me,” he snarled.

The demon leaned in until Kael could feel the warmth of his breath against his lips.

“Make me,” he whispered.

And under the cursed silver moon, the game began.

TO BE CONTINUE..

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