Paradise.
A place I’d only heard whispered about in stories too bright, too perfect, too impossible to be real.

Yet running for my life through the Forest Packs dragged me straight into the arms of the one place I never believed existed: Novaterra Pack.
The paradise of shifters.
The kingdom that rivaled human nations.
The home of the Alpha King himself.

And somehow… they accepted me.
A runaway. A branded traitor.
A boy with no pack number, no family, and a past wrapped in blood.

I told myself I was here temporarily.
Just until they figured out who I really was and tossed me to the wolves like I deserved.

But then I saw him.
The man with the red eyes.

Kastiel Novaterra.
The Alpha King who built paradise with his bare hands.
The one man I should never look at, never want, never crave.

His presence terrifies me.
His gaze burns through my lies.
And his scent makes my knees weak in ways I never believed were real.

Falling in love is the last thing I should be doing in a place that isn’t meant to be my home.
But the more I try to run from him…
the more Paradise itself pulls me in.

And Kastiel.
Kastiel never lets go of what’s his.

For a moment, everything else ceased to exist. The noise from the festive square outside—the laughter, the distant music, the hum of celebration—felt muted, as if the walls around us were designed not just to block sound but to separate this space from the rest of the world.


He looked as breathtaking as the last time I saw him, or maybe even better.


We were in a building inside the festive square. From the outside, it blended in so well with the surrounding structures that it barely drew attention. I had walked past it countless times without giving it a second thought. I had never seen anyone enter or leave it, and I had always assumed it was abandoned.


Chapter 104 - Do You Hate Me??