Randy
If looks could kill, Abel and I would’ve dropped dead on the spot. I still can’t wrap my head around how an uncle can carry so much hatred for his own nephew. But then again—greed makes monsters out of men.
Klaus isn’t someone to underestimate. The title of alpha has sunk so deep into his skull that he’s willing to crawl lower than anyone would imagine. And he doesn’t even try to hide his hunger for power. Always trying to challenge Abel, the rightful heir, as if he has any chance. If only he understood the fire he keeps poking at.
People don’t call Abel “fire” for nothing. The man burns—quietly, dangerously—just like that red hair of his. Most won’t ever notice because he keeps it hidden. But the goddess definitely sees it, and that’s why she gave him someone who matches that fir
