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THE LOST WEREWOLF PRINCESS: MATED TO THE RIVALS

THE LOST WEREWOLF PRINCESS: MATED TO THE RIVALS

"You’re our sister?" Three boys. Strangers. Yet their eyes hold the same truth. The truth that shatters Kaia’s world. Kaia has spent her life walking on eggshells, hiding bruises, swallowing pain, and surviving a home that never felt like home. But nothing prepares her for the day she’s called to the principal’s office and told her so-called parents are drug traffickers. Worse? They were never her real family. Overnight, Kaia is uprooted and dropped into a cold Canadian town where she's met at the door by three impossibly gorgeous boys… who claim to be her brothers. Thrown into a house of secrets, a school of strangers, and a world that whispers of wolves, Kaia finds herself caught between two rival packs and two infuriatingly magnetic boys whose wolves both claim her as their mate. But Kaia is no ordinary werewolf. She’s a Velen - an ancient, powerful rarity said to either unite or destroy. With the weight of a prophecy on her shoulders, a heart that still fears touch, and a bond that could start a war, Kaia must choose: run from who she is, or rise and rewrite the fate that was stolen from her. Two mates. Three brothers. One power. Zero time to break.
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Chapter: Chapter 111
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!SONG OF THE CHAPTER: TRANSFORM BY DANIEL CAESAR.RHEA'S POV: I've practically been on edge since I got the news of Lucien's condition. Since the time he opened his eyes, they said he has not done so again. I need to find a solution today so I'm heading to the Temple with Dremari. I managed to also drag Rowan along. Dremari pisses me off sometimes and I need someone to stand in as some kind of buffer. The Wildlands are quieter today, way too quiet. The sky hangs low, thick with violet mist, and even the wind tiptoes across the overgrown path that leads deeper into the old vale. The Dremari moves beside me like a living shadow, its form never quite fixed as usual. Sometimes wolf, sometimes bird and sometimes a blur of starlight. Rowan follows a few paces behind, his silence heavier than the weapons strapped across his back. I don’t speak. I can’t. My breath catches in my chest every time I glance toward the horizon, where the sun looks like it is blee
Last Updated: 2025-06-19
Chapter: CHAPTER 100
AUTHOR'S NOTE: SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! TODAY IS ALSO MY BIRTHDAY GUYSS!! ENJOY!SONG OF THE CHAPTER: NEU ROSES BY DANIEL CAESAR.RHEA'S POV: I don’t hear the court bells when they ring but I’m already awake and already staring out at the veil of morning mist that clings to the Fae Court like a canopy. My chamber feels too quiet, the silence kinda heavy. I miss Kaia. There is a tremble beneath my skin that I can’t explain, like my soul is getting ready for something that hasn’t happened yet but already knows it will.Then I hear an urgent and sharp knock on the door. I turn before the door opens. One of the elder Fae strides in, robes swirling like storm clouds. “Something is happening,” she says without pleasantries. “Come with me.” The skies above the Fae Court are the color of ash as we step outside. Not rain-cloud grey or a stormy look but ash. Like something sacred has burned and no one remembered to mourn it. My boots scrape against the marble bridge as
Last Updated: 2025-06-19
Chapter: Chapter 99
SONG OF THE CHAPTER: RHEA’S POV: The ruins of the palace are still humming when I leave them behind. Morning crawls through the fog like it’s forgotten how to start. I decide to walk instead of flying. The dragon in me still simmers, quiet now, but awake. For the first time in days, I don’t feel like a ghost in my own body. I feel like fire with a heartbeat. The path I take back toward the court is overgrown, and the wildlands seem to be holding their breathe with me. Stones shift as I pass. Old sigils blink open under moss, reacting to my presence. A fox with two tails watches me from a branch, its eyes like mirrors. I don’t look away... not anymore.I have questions and only one creature I know has answers.~~~The Dremari is waiting, as if he knows that I would have to come back to him. I don’t call it forward. It steps from the shadow of a broken arch as though time curved around to meet it. Its form shifts... sometimes it is woman, sometimes beast, sometimes a
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Chapter 98
SONG OF THE CHAPTER: RESIDUALS BY CHRIS BROWN.RHEA'S POV: The sky is looking like it's about to turn red by the time I return to the court. I ride hard, the stolen horse trembling beneath me, foam at its mouth. I should probably feed it when I get back... If I'm still alive. My cloak is torn, eyes raw from the wind, but I don’t stop. Not even when the trees thin and the white marble of the palace glimmers through the smoke.Because the palace is burning. Damn! The fuck is this mehn... I see it before I feel it... the way the magic warps the air. Screams echo between the towers. The moon is high and distant, watching as if helpless. And I... I basically throw myself off the saddle before the gates are even fully in view.The Fae Court is under attack.Night-beasts. They slither from fractured seams in the air like ink spilled across silk; black, formless, ancient. One pounces toward the eastern wing, the one housing the younger seers. I hear their cries. "Move!" I sc
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Chapter 97
RHEA’S POV:I’m still breathing like someone held my damn neck. My limbs ache from the ride, every bone humming with exhaustion, but I keep moving. I'm have tied the horse to one of the trees. I allow myself to enjoy the silence of the wildlands, the cool breath of night on my face and the promise that something out here will make sense of the wreck I’ve become. The ruins breathe. Okay, that sounds dramatic as fuck but that's literally the only way I can describe it. Like the stone itself has lungs and memory, and now it’s slowly waking up. The sigil beneath my feet glows faintly like blue-gold. It hums in time with the pulse in my wrist, the one that’s been erratic since I entered these wildlands. It’s not just the vow mark burning anymore. Something older is showing up. I crouch, brushing away leaves and dirt to see the full symbol. Twisting rings, teeth of flame, a center eye. The language isn’t fae. It isn’t werewolf either. It’s something forgotten. As I touch the e
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 96
SONG OF THE CHAPTER: HOLD ON BY BEYONCERHEA'S POV: I shut the door before the court healers can follow me.My chamber which is located in the east wing is quiet, tucked between an abandoned library and a shrine no one visits anymore. I used to love that library. I wonder if anyone still uses it... I doubt that witch of a cousin would though. The only hobby she has is painting her ugly ass nails. My room smells of dust and dried herbs, old smoke clinging to the walls like forgotten prayers. I like it that way. Silence doesn’t ask questions. I lean against the door, heart hammering. The mark on my palm hasn’t stopped burning since last night. It glows faintly even through the cloth I’ve wrapped around it, like the magic is clawing to escape. I press it against my chest, trying to muffle the pain.No one must see this. They must not see the swelling beneath my ribs, the bruises blooming like warflowers across my spine and most definitely, not the way my breath skips sometime
Last Updated: 2025-06-15
THE WEREWOLF AND VAMPIRE'S MATE

THE WEREWOLF AND VAMPIRE'S MATE

A werewolf. A seer. A vampire. Aurora Wane thought she was just another high school junior with a painful past, until two strangers walked into her life and shattered everything she thought she knew. One is a brooding vampire with ice in his veins and secrets that bleed from his eyes. The other, a charming Australian werewolf with a gaze that makes her heart race and her soul ache. Both claim she's theirs. Both are right. But Aurora isn't just a girl caught between two powerful creatures. She's the last of her kind - a Seer born to rewrite destiny. As forgotten memories resurface and ancient enemies close in, Aurora must unravel the truth about who she is and what she’s meant to become. Torn between love, betrayal, and the haunting legacy of her parents’ deaths, Aurora’s world spirals when she discovers her bond isn’t just split between two, it’s fractured across time itself. An imprisoned soul calls to her in dreams, promising answers... and a new kind of power. Now, with war looming and the supernatural council watching her every move, Aurora must choose: surrender to fate, or rise and change it. Three mates. One girl. A war that could end them all. This is not the story of a girl finding love. It’s the story of a Seer reclaiming her throne.
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Chapter: Chapter 64
AURORA'S POV: Prom is tonight. Somehow, with everything that’s happened; the visions, the war, Arc’s father being banished, it feels surreal that I’m about to attend something so ordinary. The air smells like lavender and new beginnings. I’m standing in front of the mirror in my bedroom, turning slowly from side to side, trying to picture myself in the dress I got in the mall with Cali. Except nothing about tonight will be ordinary.There’s a knock at the front door. Then another. One on the left, then one on the right. I blink.Of course. I race down the stairs, the wooden railing smooth under my fingers as I half-run. When I open the door, I find Jon on the left side of the porch, a bouquet of moon lilies in one hand and his other hand stuffed awkwardly in his pocket. Arc stands on the right, dressed in a sleek black button-down and dark jeans, holding a small silver box that catches the light. They stare at each other. Then they look at me.“Seriously?” I ask, raising
Last Updated: 2025-06-09
Chapter: Chapter 61
AURORA'S POV: The morning air hangs thick with humidity, curling my hair and pressing down on my lungs like a warning. I stand by my window, fingers gripping the sill, watching as the clouds drift lazily over the rooftops. My body still feels sore in places, aching from the night Jon and Arc showed me what it meant to be wanted. Claimed. But it’s not just the physical remnants that linger... it’s the aftershock in my chest, the part of me still processing that I now belong to both of them. A knock taps against my bedroom door."Come in," I call softly, heart already racing. Jon peeks his head in, his dark hair slightly tousled like he ran a hand through it too many times. There’s a seriousness in his eyes, an undercurrent of something… urgent."Can we talk?" I nod and step back, letting him inside. The room feels suddenly smaller with him in it, and I find myself pulling my cardigan tighter around my shoulders."Is everything okay?" He doesn't answer right away. Inste
Last Updated: 2025-06-09
Chapter: Chapter 60
AURORA'S POV: The sunlight filters through the thin curtains, soft and golden, brushing across my skin like a whisper. It’s too warm for the early morning, almost heavy, clinging to the sheets that are twisted around my legs. The room is quiet... so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat echoing in my ears. My eyes open slowly, and for a moment, I don’t move. My muscles ache in a way that reminds me exactly what happened last night. My breath catches. Jon’s warmth surrounds me on one side, his chest pressed against my arm, the slow rise and fall of his breathing steady and reassuring. On the other side, I feel Arc; cool, solid, his fingers still loosely wrapped around mine like he’s afraid letting go will make it all disappear. For a brief second, I let myself stay there, tucked between the two of them like I belong. Because I do. For the first time in my life, I feel like I do. But then the thoughts start coming. The doubts, fears and the future.What have we done? Wha
Last Updated: 2025-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 59
AURORA'S POV: The white the duvet cradles my skin like it had been made for this very moment. My skin made bare for them to drink in. Soft, lush, and deep crimson, it soaks in every gasp, every shift of my bare thighs against the cool fabric. I am already trembling, caught between them. Arc is behind me, his body pressed to mine like a second skin and Jon in front of me, shirtless, breathing hard, his eyes burning red. Arc’s lips ghost along my neck, down to my collarbone. He hasn’t bitten yet, but the threat of it lingered. I can feel the sharpened tips of his fangs skimming my skin, just enough to make my pulse stutter. Somehow, I'm actually craving to feel the way I felt when his fangs sucked my blood the first time. I almost want to beg him... “You smell like need,” Arc whispers into my ear, cool fingers gliding up my inner thigh. “And you taste even better when you’re afraid of what you want.”I shudder. Jon’s growl rumbles across the room. “Quit fucking arou
Last Updated: 2025-06-06
Chapter: Chapter 58
AURORA'S POV:The car ride is oddly quiet. Jon drives, his fingers tapping the steering wheel, the veins in his hand flexing with the tension he tries to hide. Arc sits in the passenger seat, arms crossed, sunglasses on even though the sun is barely setting. And me? I'm in the backseat, pressed into the cool leather, my body still simmering from a need that only grows stronger the longer I’m around them. It's not just a dull ache anymore; it's a craving that’s practically singing through my blood. Every time either of them moves, the smell of them fills the small space; Jon's earthy musk, Arc's clean spice, and it sends heat flooding in my stomach. We should be going home. But I don’t want to be alone. Not tonight. "Let’s go to my place," Arc had suggested as we left school. His voice was low but firm. "It’s closer. Quieter." Jon had hesitated, eyes flicking to me. I nodded without thinking. I need quiet. But I also need them.Now, as we pull into the long, windin
Last Updated: 2025-06-03
Chapter: Chapter 57
AURORA'S POV: I wake up to feeling like I'm in a fire I don’t remember starting. It’s not real, not exactly. There’s no smoke or flames licking at the walls, but it’s there, burning beneath my skin, coiling through my veins like liquid heat. My sheets feel like lava. My thighs are pressed together, tight, but it does nothing to stop the ache that pulses low in my belly. Something is wrong with me. Or maybe... something is finally right, in the worst possible way. I toss the sheets off me, panting. The air in the room is cool, but it does nothing to ease the tension winding through me. Every inch of me feels sensitive, raw, and... needy. It’s a kind of hunger I’ve never known before. Not food, not thirst, but craving.Craving their touch. Craving them.Jon and Arc. I sit up too fast, my vision spinning. My body is vibrating with something primal, something wild. My instincts scream for one thing: go to them. Be near them. Let them fix this. I stumble out of bed, nearly
Last Updated: 2025-06-01
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