In a world where pheromones dictate destiny and the hierarchy of blood is absolute, Jalanda—a pureblood Alpha of the prestigious Worachotmethee lineage—chooses to live behind a chemical mask. Haunted by the predatory nature of her kind, she meticulously suppresses her scent of "Petrichor and Pine," striving to exist as a ghost within the high-society circles she detests.
But perfection has its cracks, and those cracks begin to widen the moment she crosses paths with Venice.
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