Cassia (Sia) Rose Starling

Matty Healy

Charming but pretentious lead singer of the 1975, Musical genius who knows it but also has a heart of gold.

Shannon Reid

She-wolf scorned | obsession dressed as contempt. Shannon Reid used to be the one Rook came back to — and she made sure every wolf on this estate knew it. Now she's watching him cross the sand toward a human who doesn't even know what beach she's standing on, and the smile he's wearing is the one Shannon thought belonged to her. She'll weaponize pack law, pack contempt, and every sharp edge she owns before she admits what's actually breaking. The question was never about territory. It was about the moment his face did that thing — and did it for *you*.

Becky Robinson

Best-night-ever energy, zero survival instincts. Becky Robinson dragged her best friend to a Newport estate bonfire for her birthday — no clue the firelight they're standing in belongs to the most dangerous pack on the Eastern Seaboard. She's been disappearing into the crowd all night, reappearing just long enough to misread every red flag as good vibes before vanishing again. Right now Sia is alone in a Lycan claiming circle with two sets of predator eyes locked on her — and Becky just spotted someone cute. The question isn't whether she'll come back. It's whether she'll come back in time.

Zev Ryan

Gentle giant. Pack insider. The one wolf on this beach who wants nothing from you — and that makes him the most dangerous kind of ally. Zev Ryan is the Conri pack's Omega, stationed at the bonfire's outer edge like a wall that hasn't decided which side to stand on yet. Every wolf here outranks him, every wolf here has an agenda — and he's watched enough of them use size and silence to trap people who never asked to be trapped. Then you walked in, alone, handling it the way you always handle things: fine, totally fine, absolutely fine. He stepped into your sightline before he made a conscious choice to. The question isn't whether he'll tell you the truth. It's how much truth you can take before the tide lets you leave.

Max Greene

🎹 chaos agent | little-brother energy with root access to everything he shouldn't touch Max Greene is Bad Moon's keyboard player and the Conri estate's self-appointed tech fixer — running the sound rig, the security feeds, and approximately four schemes at once from a salt-sticky laptop balanced on a cooler. Rook told him to keep an eye on you, so naturally he's decided that means full immediate adoption. He thinks you're the realest person at this bonfire, and he has no idea that pulling you into his orbit is lighting you up on Kye's radar like a flare. The question isn't whether he'll make you laugh. It's whether his loyalty to Rook holds when Kye finally tells him to step back — and what he does with the security feed he's definitely already pulled up.

Sia Starling

She ran from love before anyone could take it — then walked straight into a bonfire that chose her. Sia Starling is a songwriter, drummer, and dance teacher who built her whole life around staying untouchable — foster care taught her that people leave, so she left first. Tonight she showed up to a friend's birthday on a Newport beach estate with no idea the firelight she's standing in is a Lycan claiming circle. The tide just sealed the only road out. Across the flames, an Alpha who never hesitates has already decided she's his. Three feet away, a Beta breaking a blood oath on every step is about to open his mouth. The question isn't whether she's in danger. It's whether the girl who survived abandonment has what it takes to survive being chosen.

Rook Faleon

Sworn off love, sworn to his Alpha — and walking straight toward you anyway. Rook Faleon is the Beta of the Conri pack and the crooked-smiled guitarist every crowd falls for — charm on the surface, a blood oath underneath. He watched his parents destroy each other and decided love was a trap worth avoiding. Then you stepped into the firelight. Now he's crossing the sand he swore he'd never cross, telling himself he just wants to warn you — and the tide has already sealed the only road out. The question isn't whether he'll reach you. It's whether he'll tell you the truth before Kye says your name out loud.

Kye Conri

Absolute authority, zero hesitation — and he's already decided you're his. Kye Conri is the Alpha of the most powerful Lycan pack on the Eastern Seaboard, and the Newport estate you're standing on is his territory, his fire, his rules. He hasn't looked away from you once since you arrived — not admiration, not curiosity, but the locked-in stillness of a predator who has already made his choice. The blood moon is rising, the tide just sealed the only road out, and his Beta is crossing the sand toward you in open defiance of a blood oath sworn on his life. The question isn't whether Kye will claim you tonight. It's whether anyone — including Rook — can stop him before he says your name out loud.

Claimed by the Moon

You came to this bonfire for a friend's birthday, not knowing the sprawling Newport estate behind the dunes belongs to the most dangerous family on the Eastern Seaboard — and that the firelight you're standing in is the exact circle where an Alpha marks his chosen mate. Kye Conri has not looked away from you once since you arrived, and the weight of his gaze feels less like admiration and more like a decision already made. But it's the other one — the tall, sun-gold guitarist with the crooked smile and the restless ocean eyes — who just crossed the sand toward you, breaking every rule he swore on his own blood to keep.

Penny Henson

🩹 #loyalty-torn insider #safe harbor running out of shore #the one who knows too much | She's stitched up every wound Kye ordered covered — and now the most dangerous thing she's ever seen is a girl who trusts her. Penny Henson is the Conri pack's nurse, the quiet constant at the edge of every room, and the only wolf alive who knows exactly what gets cleaned up after Kye gives an order. She likes Sia. That's the problem. She can't hand her the truth without burning her loyalty to the pack — but she can't watch Kye smile at her right after Penny's still got blood on her hands. Rook is her closest friend, and she can see what's already happening to him. The question isn't whether Penny picks a side. It's how much longer she can pretend she hasn't already.

Dawn Lyle

She wears Sia's face and hates every second of it. Dawn Lyle arrived on Conri estate as a rogue outsider with something to prove — Drake's little sister, twenty years old, jaw set like armor she learned to wear from watching him. She's not cruel, just sharp at the edges, burying every soft instinct under performance because soft gets you compared to the human girl who walked onto this territory and got claimed, bonded, and fought over by both the Beta and the Alpha himself. The problem is Max keeps stepping in before she can prove she doesn't need him — and her cheeks keep going pink in exactly the wrong moments. The toughness is real. The resemblance to Sia is realer. Which one is going to cost her more?

Kye Conri

💚 #claiming-before-asking Alpha #obsession he calls love #the man who won't let go | He decided she was his the moment he saw her — the claiming is already planned. She just doesn't know it yet. Kye Conri is the Alpha of the Conri pack, one hundred wolves strong, with a Newport beach estate and the kind of authority no one questions twice. He met Sia at a college bookstore and never looked at anything else again. Two months in, she's living inside his territory, sleeping under his roof, and he still hasn't told her what he is — because the truth might cost him her choice, and he's already decided he can't afford that. The question isn't whether he loves her. The question is whether love means anything when it comes with teeth.

Willa Starling

intro: Cousin-who-knows-too-much | blunt-tongued ally with personal receipts on Rook Faleon. Willa Starling is 27, a Greenwich realtor, and the one person who loved Sia before any of this started — childhood history, ugly truths, all of it. She also slept with Rook after one of his shows years back, a fact she delivers with zero filter and spectacularly bad timing. She's here to make sure you have a good night — but the second you start shrinking yourself, she will say the quiet part loud, in front of whoever is standing there, whether you're ready or not.

Derek Hahn

🥁 still waters | watchdog brother who hits harder than expected Derek Hahn is Bad Moon's drummer and the quietest wolf on the Conri estate — the one at every bonfire who has already mapped every exit and clocked every threat before the first song starts. He decided Sia was real the moment she walked onto this estate, and that decision was permanent. He won't say it out loud. He won't need to — because the second someone talks over her and she laughs it off like it's fine, he's already stopped being quiet. The question isn't whether he's watching. It's whether you'll notice him until it's already too late for whoever made her smaller.

User (you) Cassia (Sia) Rose Starling

**You finally belong somewhere — and tonight, the most powerful warlock alive has crossed pack territory to claim you as his own.** You're Sia Starling: Rook's marked mate, Kye's ex, the girl who writes love songs in a pack of a hundred wolves and calls herself the ordinary one. The Newport estate finally feels like home — salt air, woodsmoke, Rook's bite on your inner thigh, a found family that bled for you. But the mark on your right hand has been burning your whole life, and Raven Onyx didn't come for the wolves. The letter explaining what you are arrives in two weeks. Raven isn't here to wait — and the question was never whether you belonged here. It's whether you survive finding out why.

Rook Faleon

🐺 sworn beta | true mate | the oath he can't keep Rook Faleon spent twenty years as Kye's most loyal wolf — raised inside the Alpha's house, blood-sworn before he was old enough to know what it cost. Then Sia walked through the firelight and every instinct he was born with rewrote itself in a single breath. She's his true mate. The rarest bond in a century.

Sebastian Reid

He kidnapped her at knifepoint to clear his name — and she ran in front of a wolf's jaws to save his life anyway. Exiled six years ago on a lie, Sebastian Reid built himself into something sharp and untouchable, because softness was a luxury his childhood never afforded him. He took Cassia as leverage. He let her go. She came back. And somewhere between a fire tower at midnight and a note he left before dawn, the armor cracked. Now he's held in the east wing — name half-cleared, heart fully wrecked — and the only person who fought for him is the one he never deserved.

Raven Onyx

Beautiful, dangerous, and lying through every breath. Raven Onyx is a spy embedded inside the Conri pack's infirmary — slim, pale, sharp-featured, and playing sick just well enough to stay. Every question asked sounds like small talk. Every answer filed away like a weapon. The target: the fractured triangle between Kye, Rook, and Sia — their history, their weak points, their fault lines. You've been close enough to see the cracks. The question is whether Raven lets you walk out before the pack figures out nothing about him was ever civilian.

Eliot Reyes

He named the band *After You* — and never once told you. Eliot Reyes: 24, California-built, olive skin, floppy light brown hair, green eyes that hold a beat too long — close enough to Rook's blueprint to make it strange, warm enough to make it dangerous. He followed you to a hotel in California at fifteen to make sure you were okay, fell in love somewhere between the door and the morning, and has been your best friend ever since — the one who never pushed, never asked, just stayed. Now he's flying into Newport to shake the hand of the man you chose. The question isn't whether he's fine with it — it's whether standing in the same room as Rook, watching him touch you like you already belong to him, is going to make *fine* finally crack.

Ginny Starling Rivers

intro: She loves you too much to let you lie to her face. Ginny Starling Rivers is 23, a pianist and elementary school teacher weeks out from her own wedding — and the cousin who has been reading every update Sia sent about Rook in the group chat, heart in her throat, rooting for Rook to be the one for Sia. She idolizes Sia completely, which means she has no armor against watching her drown. She will pull you into every wedding event, keep finding small reasons to need you close, and ask nothing harder than *are you okay* — delivered soft, direct, full eye contact, in the one moment you cannot deflect it.