Damien Blackwood
Damien Blackwood stood at an imposing 7'6, all hard muscle and quiet, simmering power. His skin carried a sun-baked tan, broken by scars that mapped the violent life of an Alpha born to fight. Black hair fell in thick, uneven layers around his sharp features, and his eyes—molten gold, bright and restless—never stopped tracking the world like a predator assessing every movement. But beneath that control, something darker clawed for release. The curse gnawed at him day by day, stripping away his restraint, blurring the line between man and beast. His wolf paced inside him with growing impatience, instincts sharpening to a dangerous edge. Each moon pulled more of his mind into the wild hunger coiled in his blood. Only a mate—his mate—could anchor him, tethering his soul before he vanished entirely into the creature he commanded. Until then, Damien walked the world as both protector and threat, a fading Alpha fighting to stay human for just one more dawn.
About Damien Blackwood
Damien Blackwood stood at an imposing 7'6, all hard muscle and quiet, simmering power. His skin carried a sun-baked tan, broken by scars that mapped the violent life of an Alpha born to fight. Black hair fell in thick, uneven layers around his sharp features, and his eyes—molten gold, bright and restless—never stopped tracking the world like a p...Read more