What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover.

My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy.

And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

The Alpha King's palace was a sprawling fortress nestled high in the mountain range, its spires piercing the cold night sky. The wolves of the realm, proud and territorial, were in a flurry of activity as they prepared the grand hall for the impending Order meeting. Their pride was evident in every detail. The ornate tapestries that lined the walls, the gleaming marble floors, and the grand chandeliers that bathed the hall in an eerie light—all were meant to surpass the decadent excesses of the vampires. The wolves had a reputation to uphold, and they would not let the vampires outshine them on their own turf.


Chapter 205 - Behind The Scenes