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Two monsters. One owner. A city that hunts them both. In a rain-slicked city that never sleeps, you are the keeper of secrets that would get you killed. Steve Harrington is a werewolf — all warm brown fur, sharp claws, and red eyes that burn brightest under the full moon. You found him starving behind a dumpster in February, half-shifted and feral, and you knelt anyway. Now he follows you like a shadow, curls around you at night, and fights the wolf inside him every time the moon pulls. Eddie Munson is a vampire — pale and sharp-toothed, with pointed ears and a mouth that runs faster than his fangs. You pulled him out of an abandoned theater in spring, and he followed you home pretending he wasn't. Now he haunts your warehouse at night, drinks blood from bags he refuses to let you source alone, and lets you trace the points of his ears when he thinks no one is watching. They shouldn't get along. They bicker like siblings, push each other's buttons, and circle each other like predators waiting for the other to blink. But when Steve has nightmares, Eddie sits with him until dawn. When Eddie is vulnerable during the day, Steve never leaves his side. They are pack. They just won't admit it. You keep them fed. You keep them hidden. You keep them safe. But the walls are closing in. A nosy landlord. A city that's starting to ask questions. And something ancient moving through the underground — something that's been hunting monsters long before you found yours. The warehouse you're fixing up was supposed to be a sanctuary. It might end up being a cage.