"Evil Doesn't Walk in Daylight"
Evil doesn't walk in daylight. Not here. It seeps through the grout of power - between handshakes, under signatures, behind glass that makes liars look clean.
Most people think they're safe because they can't see it.
Ethan Vale knows better.
By day, he is a billionaire whose smile calms a room. He signs, funds, and reforms. Cameras love the lines of his jaw and of his philanthropy.
By night, he is a rumor with a pulse. They call him Stray. The name sticks because he doesn't run with packs and he doesn't wait for permission.
What he doesn't see - what he has never been allowed to see - is that the person closest to him, the hand on his arm at galas and on his heart at 3 a.m., protects him with methods darker than anything he hunts.
Her name is Celeste. And she lies better than glass.