Rosalind Claire

Thorvald gripped my hips firmly, pressing his cock dick against me as he began to thrust violently. He gnawed at my jaw, leaving a trail of sticky saliva that made my skin crawl with each contact.

Growing more excited, he roughly pulled my leg up around his hip, trapping me. I felt my body no longer belonged to me, as if my soul were floating above, looking down at this nightmare.

"Won't be too hard to possess you." He thrust harder. "Fuck, Elsa. I'm going to fuck you until you learn your place, understand?"

Deep within the territory of the werewolf pack, 18-year-old Elsa is the eternal shame of her family. During the coming-of-age ceremony, she failed to awaken the werewolf spirit within her. When the entire pack regards her as a defective being and bullies her, working part-time at a coffee shop and saving money becomes her only hope to escape from this living hell. However, an abrupt order from her father pushes her towards a werewolf gathering, and it is there that she has a forbidden encounter that will turn her destiny upside down.

Can the wolfless she-wolf escape from the ferocious wolf pack and find a new life?

My head throbbed painfully, and every inch of my body felt as if it was being torn apart. The man I spent the night with was a force of nature, an absolute beast in bed. Glancing at the scattered condoms around, I estimated we’d gone at it five or six times last night. I sighed, convincing myself it was just a one-time fling, a steamy memory I’d cherish. After all, I didn’t even know his name, and I was sure we’d never cross paths again.​

But fate had a twisted sense of humor. The moment I stepped into Silver Moon Pack as a newly - signed actress, I froze. There he was—the Alpha whose eyes held me captive, the same man I’d shared that wild night with. I’d dreamed of this moment, thinking it was my ticket to stardom. Little did I know, this Alpha was infamous as the “Demon Alpha.” Now, I couldn’t help but wonder: Would I survive his clutches?

"I never want to have this kind of dream again!"​
When Claire struggled to sober up from a hangover-induced headache, and her eyes fell on the cold body by the lake, those words practically squeezed out of her throat—the victim was her classmate Jade. What made her blood run cold even more was that every detail of Jade’s death scene perfectly matched the nightmare she’d had the night before.​
Since that day, fear has wrapped around Claire’s life like a vine. Every time another murder occurs in the city, she is forced to "experience" the entire process of the crime in her late-night dreams: the killer’s breathing, the victim’s whimpers, the splattered blood... Every image is vivid enough to suffocate her.​
As the nightmares pile up, Claire’s mental defenses gradually crumble. Alcohol, which she once used to numb her nerves, can no longer give her even a moment of peace. It isn’t until Detective Marcus appears—with his calm eyes and unbiased listening—that a glimmer of light eases the pain of being devoured by fear, if only a little.​
However, as the dreams grow deeper and more realistic, an unsolvable fragment begins to repeat itself: hidden in the scene is a serial killer, who commits crimes according to a bizarre timeline. What’s even more terrifying is that—in a split second—the killer seems to pause suddenly, as if he can pierce through the barrier of the dream and sense that "someone is watching him."​
Will Claire ever be able to break free from the entanglement of nightmares, no longer tormented by repeated visions of death? Can she use the clues from her dreams to help Marcus find this elusive serial killer? And in this dual battle against the nightmares and the killer, can she find her own redemption and take back control of her life once more? Let's go back to the 2000s and witness the gradual unraveling of mysteries.