(Chapter One: The Wolf Who Held the World)

Luca Ulric Skholl was a name that carried weight long before the man himself ever entered a room.

An Alpha Wolf Human Hybrid, Luca stood at the top of every hierarchy that mattered. He was the unseen hand behind the city’s most powerful syndicates, the iron mind steering a global corporation, and the face that dominated screens worldwide as the most outstanding actor of his generation. Cameras adored him. Audiences worshiped him. Rivals feared him.

Yet none of them truly knew him.

Luca was cold in a way that went deeper than temperament—it was survival, discipline, and absolute control woven into his very bones. His expressions were carefully measured, his smiles rare and devastatingly perfect. When he did smile, crowds melted. When he didn’t, silence followed. Love, attachment, and sentiment were inefficiencies he had long since discarded. There was no space in his life for romance, mates, or weakness.

Power was order. Order was safety.

On this particular morning, Luca stood before the glass windows of his private vehicle as it slowed near the gates of Skholl University—an institution he owned, funded, and rarely visited. The campus buzzed with unnatural excitement. Students gathered in crowds, security tightened, whispers spread like wildfire. His presence alone disrupted routines, schedules, even breathing patterns.

Inside, Luca felt nothing.

A conference awaited him—another obligation, another performance without a script. He adjusted his cuff-links with mechanical precision, silver eyes unreadable, aura heavy enough to make even seasoned guards straighten their spines.

He was the Alpha Wolf who ruled empires.

He had no idea that within those crowded halls, someone existed who would soon challenge every belief he had carved into himself—quietly, accidentally, and without intention. 

And that, perhaps, was the most dangerous thing of all.