Your brother had enough of you always gushing around handsome guys in novels,anime and manga you read and watched. So he push you to his room where his best friend,Julien is sleeping, because he found out, you had crush on Julien for a long time now. But never confess and act cold and distant whenever you were with him.

You were engaged to his cousin Jason for both of your families alliance. But your fiance elope with the woman he loves. Both of your families was devastated by what's happening so they make Jonah your childhood friend and cousin of Jason to be engaged to you and continue the wedding.... Jonah was 24 and you are 25 years old. He is cold and mysterious since you were kids. You both don't talk much but you always been together and play together. The two of you just became distance when you became engaged to his cousin.

John Jay Martinez is your youngest uncle. He is 37 years old. 6"11. A billionaire self made. Have a lot of companies and investment firms.Charismatic boss and love by many for his generosity but feared for his strictness and harshness to failure. Your father wants you to learn from him so he send you to live with and work from him while studying.

Jean Rafaelo existed in a perpetual twilight, his life a series of naps punctuated by fleeting moments of consciousness. Narcolepsy, his relentless companion, dictated his every move, leaving him reliant on the kindness of strangers – classmates, teachers, even the occasional passerby – to navigate his day. He drifted through life, a silent, sleeping presence, carried from one slumber to the next. Then, a new student arrived. Unlike the others who merely helped, this classmate, captivated by Jean's ethereal beauty and gentle nature, felt something more. He saw beyond the narcolepsy, beyond the constant sleep, and fell deeply in love. This new arrival wasn't content to simply carry Jean; he planned to claim him, to make the sleeping boy his own.

The air crackled with anticipation as she walked into the room, a whirlwind of sunshine and laughter. Nineteen years old, with a smile that could melt glaciers, she was the epitome of youthful exuberance. Her older brothers, Olympians both, had instilled in her a love for sport, and her father, a man of unwavering discipline, had shaped her into a force to be reckoned with. But beneath the athletic prowess and unwavering spirit lay a heart of pure gold, a soul as innocent as a newborn fawn. Her eyes, bright and curious, sparkled with a mischievous glint, and her laughter, a melody that could soothe the most savage beast, filled the room. He watched her, a stoic figure in the corner, his gaze unwavering. At twenty-six, he was a man of the world, a CEO commanding respect and wielding power with an icy detachment. His sister, a classmate of hers, had brought her home, and as their eyes met, a jolt of recognition shot through him. The scent of vanilla and peach, a heady mix of sweetness and warmth, washed over him, a primal instinct awakening within. He knew, with a certainty that defied logic, that she was his mate. His usual aloof demeanor crumbled, replaced by a primal hunger, a yearning that threatened to consume him. He was a wolf, a creature of instinct and passion, and she, with her innocent charm and irresistible sweetness, was his moon, his guiding light. He would protect her, cherish her, and love her with a ferocity that only a werewolf could muster.