Lilith And Her Three Devil Wolves
I'm Lilith. My biggest trauma used to be my dad forgetting to book my Santorini villa, I know, the absolute horror of it all. I had the Porsche, the diamonds, the designer wardrobe that took up two whole rooms, and Jax, the perfect boyfriend who looked at me like I hung the moon. I thought I was the main character.
Plot twist? I was wrong.
Turns out I wasn't being raised as the Alpha's darling. I was being fattened up for slaughter. My parents didn't love me, they were just my wardens, keeping me soft and pretty and completely clueless. And that Gala everyone kept whispering about? Not my debutante ball. An auction. I got sold to the Triad like a piece of art, like a handbag, like I was something to own.
The Triad. Three terrifying, bloodthirsty Alphas who make the monsters under your bed look like stuffed animals. They need me for some twisted prophecy I never signed up for, and they don't care what I want. Obviously.
And the cherry on top of this hot-mess express? Jax held the door open for them. My perfect boyfriend counted his money while they dragged me away.
They think they can break the spoiled princess. They think I'm just a "Spawn of Lilith" meant to be served on a silver platter. Soft and sweet and easy to swallow.
Here's what they don't get. When you take away a girl's credit cards, her freedom, her whole damn life? The monster underneath is way more expensive to deal with than a few Birkins ever were.
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Chapter: Poison The TriadLilith's POV The sound of running water fills everywhere, echoing in the bathroom. Steam fills the air until it's almost heavy and thick, the scent of expensive jasmine clogging my nostrils…the kind my mother loved. But no matter how much perfume is poured, it still can't reduce the bitter, metallic stench of blood at the back of my nostrils….my mother's blood.At this moment, I feel empty, as though my consciousness has floated elsewhere, staring down at the maids as they mindlessly scrubbed the hell out of my skin. They don't even try to be gentle just keep scrubbing my legs so hard, the skin bruises, turning bright red. And each time they scrub the spot where her blood touched me earlier, I subconsciously flinched, the urge to scream out until I can't anymore rise. But unfortunately, my throat feels tight, as though I swallowed broken glass. I just gaze lifelessly at the mirror, my eyes lingering on the black diamonds choker. It still sits right on my neck; a wicked reminder
Last Updated: 2026-03-13
Chapter: Getting Married To The DevilsLilith's POV The room is suffocating and hot, like it's about to explode. Heat stings on my skin, my heart ramming in my ribs so hard I can hardly think properly. The silk ties are still wrapped around Roman's fingers and Vane? I can feel his long, masculine hands wrapped around my hip, pulling me close to his crotch. Malakai is so close to me I can literally feel every beat of his heart; calm, scary. Just then, a sharp loud beep rings through the intercom on the wall. It's a normal, small sound but in this room, it's as loud as a gunshot. Malakai freezes. He doesn't growl, just stops dead in his movements. But those sharp, predator eyes of his doesn't soften. “Malakai, the great Genotype must not be bred in lust” the voice rings out through the speaker, it sounds like an old man's. The council. “No skin to skin contact until the Vows of Blood are exchanged tomorrow at dawn, the blood must be pure” For a second, nobody breathes. But, Roman then lets out a sharp, messy laugh as
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Chapter: Punishment Begins TonightLilith's POV One moment, I'm standing on the platform, the next, I'm being dragged out of the room. Vane doesn't lead me towards the red carpet at the main entrance or the hotel. Instead, he hauls me through the back service doors reserved for the workers, right past empty stacks of crates. His hand is tightened around my arm, nails digging into the soft skin of my elbow so hard it bruises.The air out here is disgusting, the stench of wet concrete and trash thick behind the building. It is a contrast from the perfume and flowers inside the room. “Ah! Let go! Vane! You're fucking hurting me!” I yell, my voice cracking. I glance at the kitchen staff, the ones I've always been nice to whenever I visit this hotel, tipping them more than they make in a month, but they won't even spare me a gaze. Their eyes are fixed on the floor; some scrubs the prep table as though their lives depend on it, their faces pale. They are terrified of him.Just then, my foot suddenly hits a piece of brok
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Chapter: From Pampered Princess To A PropertyPROLOGUE;They always told me the world was my oyster. Turns out I was just the pearl….polished pretty for someone else's collection.My name is Lilith. And no, this isn't one of those stories where I'm the rejected mate crying in the rain. I don't do rain, it ruins the suede on my Birkin. I was the Alpha's darling, the Luna's pride. My biggest problems used to be deciding between the Porsche or the Range Rover for my nineteenth birthday.Then:I slammed my hand on my father's mahogany desk, my diamonds catching the light. "Daddy, you forgot to book the villa in Santorini! I'm literally going to die of embarrassment."He didn't even look up from his ledger. Just slid a black titanium card across the desk with that tired, practiced smile he always had. "Take the jet, Lilith. Buy the island if it makes you stop shouting. Just... be ready for the Gala next month. It's important."Now:I thought "important" meant a debutante ball. I didn't know it meant an auction block.I didn't know the
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Chapter: 0004Sloane Grayson’s POV “Then say hello to the devil, little wolf” He purred as though his words were a sentence, an execution. I just stood there, my breath hitched, heart pounding vigorously in my chest, as though they would give out. My lips parted slightly, a hint of something stupid flashing in my eyes; hope. His hot, intoxicating breath lingered on my skin, his golden orbs glistening like fire under the moonlight. And then, almost immediately, the smirk on his lips disappeared, gone as though they were never there, replaced by a cold, hard stare. “Little wolf, you mistake my silence for interest” he growled. My heart sank. The night air bit into my skin, but it couldn't be compared to the sudden chill from his voice. “Wa…wait..pls…” I muttered, my voice shaking. “I…I meant it, pls. I…I want….” He took a step back, his hands behind him. “You want me to play pretend” he said, his voice low but dangerous. “To pretend to care and wash your leash like a mutt. Right?” My lips
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Chapter: 0003Sloane Grayson’s POV My Fiancé, Erythos, was to get engaged to the girl the moon goddess chose for him tonight. And I? I was expected to smile when he did it. I couldn't feel any sensations in my body, it was all numb. After I called off our engagement, Erythos hit me with the news of getting engaged the next day. But, I went to the ceremony anyway. I walked down the marble staircase, my hand brushing against the banister, then, into the ballroom that was decorated in gold and blood red silk. Chandeliers hung over the ceilings, giving the atmosphere that surreal glow, and my gown? It was too tight and the colour chosen for me didn't suit me. I still looked beautiful in it, my pale face draped in make-up to make me look more alive than dead. As I walked into the ballroom, heads turned to look at me, but none dared to say anything. Some sneered, others laughed, while others gossiped. They were all dressed in velvet gowns, laced with embroidered collars and fangs hidden behind thei
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Chapter: 0002Sloane Grayson's POV “You have moon sickness. Nine months to live, Maybe a year” The words rang in my head, loud and heart wrenching. I walked into the pack house, expressionless, my feet heavy. No one noticed my presence, no one ever did. The familiar scent of the pack filled my nostrils; pinewood and old magic. The east wing was cold, but I couldn't care less. I passed maids and guards but no one spared me any glance, not even a pause to acknowledge my presence. Well, no one bothered to see me in the first place, my presence wasn't needed. As I passed the hall into the main lounge, the chaos caught my attention. “Oh my goodness, he's back!” I heard one maid say, shrieking with excitement. “I actually thought he was dead for years now….” Another squealed. “Ever since he was exiled, no one had seen him” I slowed my pace, furrowing my brows with confusion, who were they talking about? “He doesn't look mortal. Did you actually see his hair? Long, black like silk” another added.
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Chapter: 0001Sloane Grayson’s POVHospitals didn't scare me anymore. Not when it had become a second home to me. The strong stench of copper, bleach and antiseptic filled the air, but it didn't make me nauseous just like the first time I had stepped foot into the hospital….that was a long time ago.I sat on the cold exam table, my heart pounding vigorously in my chest but my expression remained calm on the surface, the fingers balled into a tight knot on my lap so hard my knuckles turned white. I stared at my reflection on the cabinet's glass, my gaze scanning my appearance….the dark circles that had formed under my eye due to sleepless nights, the way my cheeks sunk inside, my hair wet from being under the rain earlier. Today was the day I finally got the correct diagnosis of whatever was wrong with me….after more than twenty years of wrong diagnosis. I looked up, my gaze fixed on Dr. Harlan who stood a few feet away from home. He tilted his head up, those kind eyes staring at me pitifully. I
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