Born with the curse of having to share his body and conscience with the worst possible companion, Idris struggles to control a part of himself that he can’t get rid of, no matter how much he tries. Enter his mind as he battles himself over control for his own life against his wolf, King. King is mighty and strong but a mother fucking jerk, and his only entertainment is to make his human’s clean and organised life a living hell. Who can Idris rely on when King’s recessive side of his mind is willingly throwing him into the worst possible situations and the other part would pull him away from experiencing life's simple pleasures, and ultimately keeps him from living? What would happen when King gets fed up with Idris, starts keeping secrets from him, and begins plotting behind his back?