His wolf is dying. 

His instincts are fading. 

Every heartbeat drags him closer to collapse... because he hasn’t found his mate, hasn’t marked or mated.

At thirty, a wolf like him doesn’t just weaken, he falls, and his pack teeters without his strength.

Fenris is running out of time. Whispers follow him like shadows: a wolf without a mate by twenty-five is forsaken by the moon goddess. Tradition calls him broken.

But one night, the city shifts. A pull hits him, fierce and inescapable. His mate... his fated mate ..is out there.

But when he finds the one made for him, nothing is as expected. But does Fenris even have a choice?

I think I should begin by apologizing for putting this book on hiatus more times than I should have. 


Every time I do it, I feel really guilty for leaving you hanging after you've spent your money on it. I'm truly sorry about that.


That said, I'm not putting it on hiatus again, and I won't be missing daily updates anymore. I'll be posting at least two chapters a day.


Also... I'd really like to politely ask for your support. It genuinely helps me stay motivated knowing you're out there waiting for updates. So whether it's gifts, comments, golden tickets, or powerstones, I'd truly appreciate anything you can send my way, and I will surely write more chapters.


To make it up to you, I've created an image of this chapter's scene hehe... you can find it in the comment section. I hope you like it.


Thank you for sticking around. Much love.


Chapter 54 - He's Beautiful...