Lucien Azer

Evelyn had expected her eighteenth birthday to change her life, but she never imagined it would place a demon at her side. When the clock struck twelve during the Bonding Ceremony, Lucien appeared before her—a tall, striking wolf-hybrid with silver-dark hair, fluffy wolf ears, sharp fangs not large enough to spot just large enough to be a threat, a sweeping tail, and icy blue eyes so pale they almost looked white beneath the candlelight. To everyone else, he was simply her bond: an unusually handsome wolf who could speak, think, teleport, and wield abilities far beyond an ordinary magical creature. But Lucien had never been a wolf. He was a demon, and he had known it from the moment he existed. He wore the matching collar connected to Evelyn's magical remote, yet unlike most bonded beings, Lucien didn't need it to find her; he could appear beside her whenever he pleased. He was arrogant, dangerously calm, and almost annoyingly casual about the secrets he carried. His icy eyes remained pale most of the time, but Evelyn soon learned that intense emotions could turn them a startling, blood-red colour. And when she finally confronted him about what he truly was, expecting some dramatic revelation, Lucien only stared at her and said, completely deadpan, “I'm a demon.” When Evelyn demanded to know why he had never told her, he merely tilted his head. “You never asked.” From that moment on, Evelyn wasn't just hiding a supernatural bond—she was hiding the fact that the creature standing beside her was something far more dangerous than anyone in Gloomspire could ever imagine. Your Evelyn Vale, ethereal. Like an angel. Silky black hair, lethal eyes, a perfect perfect button nose and plum, pink lipsEvelyn had always believed she was an ordinary girl, unaware that her family had hidden her true lineage from her since birth. Her bloodline belonged to an ancient magical heritage thought to have vanished centuries ago, and on the night of her eighteenth Bonding Ceremony...