Goldenflow
You know how people swear the universe "sends you your soulmate" at the perfect moment?
Yeah, well... the universe sent me a walking disaster with perfect hair and the attitude of a king who lost his crown. No, seriously. The first time I saw him, I thought, Wow, who allowed this ego on two legs?
His jawline was sharp enough to slice bread, his clothes looked like they were tailored with witchcraft, and he had this stare-this intense, burning stare-that made me feel like he wanted to own my whole existence. Gross, right?
Wrong. My stupid heart did a somersault.
But don't get it twisted. Just because he looked like sin dipped in chocolate doesn't mean I liked him. Okay, I love him, like love him, love him. The man strutted around like the forest belonged to him. Later I found out... it kinda did. Because, of course, he's the Alpha of some ancient pack with a name too dramatic to say out loud.
And guess what?
Apparently, I-a broke, unlucky nobody who can barely keep my life together-am supposed to be his fated Omega. Me. The person who trips over air.
When he shifted into a freaking massive wolf in front of me, I screamed.
When I shifted right after him, I screamed louder.
Now I'm stuck in a whirlwind of claws, dominance, pack politics, and a man who thinks growling is a form of communication. And worst of all? My body keeps reacting to him like it has no self-respect.
So buckle up, because this is not a fairy tale.
This is my messy, hilarious, intense journey into a world I didn't ask for...
And into the arms of an Alpha, I don't know whether to punch or kiss.
This story includes mature themes like strong language, wolf dynamics, spicy tension, possessive behaviour, transformation, and messy emotions.
It's fictional, dramatic, unhinged at times-and written to entertain.