They are Vicious. They are Cruel. They are Lethal.Their names are not known, and their origins trace back to the first Lycan that walked the earth.They are three Alphas that rule the most feared kingdom separated from the human realm by a magical portal that opens once every five years.Ariadne had only heard of tales of the Beasts and believed those that cross the realms to be fools.Daring to cross such realms had never truly crossed her mind but as her eighteenth birthday begins to approach, she knows her future is already set in two paths; sold as a slave to another cruel master or work in the brothels as one of the many town whores.Driven by purpose and a thirst to change the fate aligned for her, Ariadne disguises herself as a boy and crosses realms in search of a greater life--But what meets her on the other end is so much more.  WARNING;This story is rated R for m

As he got to collecting twigs, building a fire, and creating a spit atop it, I beat the lizard against the jagged end of a rock. Its limbs convulsed with each pounding of the head but soon grew still and limp in my hold. Drawing out a pocket knife, I skin the animal shallowly, conscious of not chipping away its flesh in the process. The blade’s gleaming edge enters smooth and clean only to resurface red and wet and with the tangy scent of iron.“You don’t have to.” Lin interrupts as I begin to slice the animal in half. He speaks with the slight intonation of guilt, a thin flimsy layer that lifts just briefly every time for me to notice his sunken temples, hollowed cheeks, and dark eyes flickering anxiously between the animal and me as if I would eat it any moment without him.It was my kill, after all.