For centuries, the world has lived under the illusion of human dominance. Towers of steel scrape the heavens, and sprawling cities stretch across the land, their lights banishing the stars. Magic, once revered and feared, has dwindled to little more than whispers in dusty tomes. The old world—of leviathans that could cleave continents, phoenixes that ignited skies, and wolves whose howls could freeze entire armies—was left to rot in legend.
But the old world remembers.
In the far corners of existence, the creatures of myth awaken, their magic coursing through the veins of the earth once more. It is not a slow return—it is a reckoning. Humanity must reckon with the ancient pacts it broke, the powers it tried to bury.
Elias Armond never asked to be part of this awakening. He was a hunter, an unremarkable man from an unremarkable village. But the blood of the old world flows in his veins, an inheritance he neither understands nor wants. When an ancient wolf spirit—wreathed in frost and fire—chooses him as its bonded, Elias is thrust into a world far beyond his comprehension.
The beasts are not humanity's only concern. Something far darker stirs in the shadows, something that threatens both man and monster alike.
Elias must choose: will he rise as a bridge between the old and the new, or will he be consumed by the very power that now courses through his veins?