When the red wolf appeared, everything changed.

No one knew where it came from. No scent trail. No origin. Just blood-red fur, glowing eyes, and a presence that made even the oldest Alphas lower their heads.

Legends spoke of it—whispers buried in forgotten scrolls and half-remembered nightmares. A creature not born, but forged in fire, rage, and betrayal. A Blood Lycan.

Now that it's here, the packs are on edge, their alliances cracking, their trust fading. The red wolf is not just a myth come to life—it's a warning. A reminder that something buried long ago is clawing its way back into the world.
Only one person holds the truth of what happened centuries ago... And she can't remember a thing.

Haunted by dreams that feel like memories and hunted by those who fear what she might uncover, she must decide: uncover the past and risk war—or stay in the dark and let the red wolf decide the future.
Because the Blood Lycan didn't return for peace. It came for vengeance.