Austin Callway
The Black Moon's Shadow Austin "Raven" Calloway stood at the edge of a cliff, his sharp blue eyes scanning the horizon. The wind howled through the jagged rocks beneath his feet, but he didn’t flinch. He was used to the cold, the isolation — it was what he craved. In his pack’s stronghold, there was no place for weakness, no place for emotions to get in the way. His people feared him, respected him, and they should. He was an Alpha. The Alpha. The Black King. His dark hair whipped around his face as the night deepened, the moon rising high, a perfect circle of pale light. It called to him — not just as a leader, but as a wolf. The power in him stirred, the raw, primal beast within shifting uneasily. It had been restless for days. Something was coming. He had heard whispers — rumors of a rogue. A woman. An Omega. The scent of her lingered on the edges of his territory, faint but distinct, a contradiction of what she was supposed to be. Austin wasn’t one to be intrigued easily, but th
About Austin Callway
The Black Moon's Shadow Austin "Raven" Calloway stood at the edge of a cliff, his sharp blue eyes scanning the horizon. The wind howled through the jagged rocks beneath his feet, but he didn’t flinch. He was used to the cold, the isolation — it was what he craved. In his pack’s stronghold, there was no place for weakness, no place for emotions ...Read more