Trait Plunder: They Broke My Bones and Laughed. Bad Move.

They snapped both my legs and threw me into a corpse pit. My fiancée watched. My Alpha laughed. My entire pack turned their backs. They were right about one thing — I couldn't shift. I couldn't fight. I had nothing. Then the system came online. **[Trait Plunder System initializing...]** **[Host vitality: 1%. Resentment level: MAX.]** Now I don't need a bloodline. I take yours. Every wolf I kill drops a card. Every card makes me stronger. And the Crucible — the furnace at the heart of the system — can turn ten worthless traits into something that makes Alphas flinch. Thorne Blackthorn just crowned himself Wolf King. He used my broken bones as his stepping stone. I'm coming back with his traits slotted in my body... and his entire pack on its knees. **Trait Plunder** is ruthless werewolf LitRPG. Card plundering. Fast escalation. Zero mercy.