Mated to the Hellhound Alpha

All was well until one fateful night forty years ago when the Alpha's mate was struck with madness and a lust for power like nothing anyone had ever seen. In one foul swoop the crazed beast killed the alpha and their daughter before declaring himself the new leader of the pack.

Anyone who defied him was killed in any torturous way the mad alpha could think of until all that was left was fear and submission.

For years the mad alpha ruled with a cruel iron fist. His pack became his slaves and he took liberties with his power, forcing himself onto all the young she-wolves who were now nothing more than toys for his sick pleasure.

Then one day a strange visitor crossed the border. A woman from a far away land with eyes as black as the night and clothes in rich colours. Her voice was sweet as honey and rich like espresso, lilting with her mystical accent.

But all was not what it seemed with this curious intruder. Her voice echoed like whispers in the dead of night, luring the enslaved pack members to her. Her words filled the once brokenhearts with hope and bravery. She promised a revolution and the end to the mad alpha's reign.

But while light had found the Silver Moon pack once again, a darkness lurked at the edges. A malevolent soul lurked in the shadows just waiting for the moment to strike and take back what they believed belonged to them.