FAZER LOGINOne night of forbidden passion. Three powerful Alphas. And a secret that could change the fate of every pack. Born the weakest daughter of the Ironclaw Alpha, she was an Omega that no one valued, until the reckless night with three powerful Alphas changed everything. When she discovered she was carrying their children, fear drove her to the human world, far from the cruelty of her father and the dangers of her pack. For five years she lived in hiding, raising her twin daughters in peace. But when their abilities began to manifest, the fragile safety she built collapsed. To protect them, she is forced to return to the world she fled. The three Alphas of Moonveil never forgot the mysterious woman who vanished after one night of passion. They are ruthless, gentle, and fierce, leaders bound together by loyalty and strength. What they never expected was that the mate destiny promised them had been in their arms once before… and that she returned with children who carry their blood. Now hunted by the pack that cast her out, and bound by a prophecy that marks her family as the key to survival, she must step into the role she never believed was hers, mate to three Alphas, mother of their heirs, and the Omega destined to change everything.
Ver maisSloane
"We heard your father was a murderer."
“Yeah, and your mother was too.”
“What does that make you? Huh, Slade?”
“Fuck you,” Slade snarls. He’s not afraid of these ranked wolves, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t get hurt if they jump him. There are five of them and everyone of them is three years older than he is.
“I mean, if you’re offering, feel free to get on your knees,” one of the guys says, grabbing his crotch while the others laugh.
"Say it again. I fucking dare you," I say, striding up to the group of ranked members who are seniors, like me, and have surrounded my brother who is a freshman. I don’t hesitate to pull my fist back and punch the Beta taunting my brother in the face. I hear the satisfying crack of his nose breaking before blood begins gushing down his face and clothes.
All of them turn and look at me, taking a step back. I have a reputation of being able to put any wolf of any rank on their ass and it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve put more than one on their ass at the same time.
"You're not so big and bad when it’s someone your own size, are you?" I ask, turning my body to stand in front of Slade.
“You fucking bitch!” the Beta roars.
Every one of these assholes knows I can kick their ass. I've made sure I'm one of the strongest warriors in my pack and every pack. At first, it was to try and get the blessing of the white wolf from the Moon Goddess. But when I got my wolf, Aisling, at ten, she was a regular wolf. The disappointment hit me, deep in my soul.
I might have stopped training so hard at that point, except there was no way to stop the rumors that blew through my school like wildfire. My uncle may be a very powerful werewolf, and no one would DARE say anything in front of him or my Aunt Samara. But here in the school yard, no one gives a fuck. And now that my brother has started high school, the taunts have turned to him as an Alpha heir. He’s my younger brother and my need to protect him is strong. The older wolves taunt him and if I’m not watchful, I have no doubt that they would attack him.
My younger sister Aria has had it easy. She was raised with Theo, my aunt and uncle’s first born and heir to their pack. She has always called our aunt and uncle, mom and dad. But Slade and I haven't had it so easy.
“You’re going to regret that, Moaning Sloane,” the Beta grunts. He pulls his fist back, ready to try to get a punch on me. I say try because I already know I’m faster than he is.
"Lay a hand on her. I dare you," Benedict Winslow, V says. His voice is deadly calm, cutting through the noise of the onlookers who have started to surround us. He’s casually leaning against a wall, watching the interaction.
I bite off the growl. What the fuck is he doing here. Again.
"Sorry, Alpha Benedict," the Beta says.
He doesn’t say sorry to me. He doesn’t apologize to Slade. He only apologizes to the Alpha he’s afraid of pissing off. Fucker.
“What’s going on here?” I hear our principal ask. The crowd is thick enough that he can’t see us yet. My best friend, Scarlet, comes to stand beside me, quickly checking on Slade before putting her shoulder to mine, ready to fight with me.
“Get Slade out of here. Now!”
“But Sloane ...”
“Please, Scarlet!”
"You can't keep fighting my battles for me, Sloane," Slade says quietly.
"Watch me, little bro. Get back to class before you get in trouble," I tell him.
I'm constantly being sent to the principal's office. I don't care that half the time it's because I'm covering for Slade because someone was bullying him. No one needs to know that. I'm the troublemaker. He's the future Alpha.
Once they’re gone, I turn, facing the principal who is striding toward us, eyes locked on me. I glance at the Beta, seeing him smirk, like he already knows I’m about to be the one who gets in trouble and he’s the one who will walk away like he’s a fucking victim.
“Sloane Hartwell, why am I not surprised?” the principal growls.
“Principal Rollins, I can explain ...” I begin.
“Don’t bother. I’ll be calling your uncle. Again.”
“It wasn’t her fault,” Benedict says, pushing off the wall and walking over.
“Alpha Benedict?” the principal asks, looking from him to me. “What do you mean?”
Benedict turns to look at the Beta. “You started it, right Louis?”
Louis presses his lips together tightly. “Yeah, that’s right,” he growls.
Principal Rollins looks from Louis to Benedict to me, then back to Benedict. He looks like he wants to argue, but no one argues with Benedict Winslow. His family line goes back so far that he and his family are considered werewolf royalty. If I had been blessed with a white wolf, I might have been considered something similar. But since I wasn’t ...
Aisling whines in my head.
‘It’s not your fault, Ais. It’s mine. You’re perfect. I was the one unworthy of a white wolf,’ I tell her.
‘You’re perfect for me, Sloane.’
Goddess, I love my wolf.
“Fine, but I don’t want to hear of any more altercations where you are involved, Sloane. Do you understand me? And your uncle WILL hear about this.”
“Make sure he hears about the part where she broke a Beta’s nose. Perhaps you should contact Louis’ father and let him know that he got his nose broken by a she-wolf because he was running his mouth again,” Benedict says, making the others around us laugh.
Louis narrows his eyes at me, and I know this isn’t over.
“Get back to class!” Principal Rollins bellows and everyone scatters.
Principal Rollins looks at me. “If your father wasn’t who he is ...”
“He’s not my father. He’s my uncle. Everyone knows that,” I snap back.
“Stay out of trouble,” he growls, before spinning on his heel and storming away.
I turn and look at Benedict. "Why are you always where I don't want you to be?"
"I thought I was helping."
"Well, I don't need your help," I say pushing past him.
He grabs my arm, spinning me around to face him. My fist comes up, ready to punch him, but he doesn't flinch.
He smiles, his gaze falling to my lips. "What would it be like to kiss a woman as passionate as you, Sloane?"
"Well, hopefully someday you'll meet someone as charming as I am and find out. Since I have no interest in you, let go or I will punch you. Principal Rollins would love nothing more than have a reason to expel me.”
He holds me there a moment longer, his smile full of challenge and promise, before letting me go.
I turn and begin striding away.
"You know, when someone helps you, it’s customary to say thank you," he calls out behind me.
Instead, I give him the finger and keep walking. I swear I hear him chuckling, the bastard.
Rhydan’s POVThe moment they touched, the world stopped pretending it could survive this.There was no explosion.No dramatic collapse.Just a quiet, unbearable rightness that spread through the clearing like a verdict being delivered.Rhydan surged forward. “Aurenya—no!”But it was already done.Silver light wrapped around both versions of her—no longer two bodies resisting each other, but one system finally remembering how it was meant to function.The forest bowed.Not metaphorically.The trees leaned.The wind stilled.Even sound seemed unsure if it was allowed to exist.Kaelor grabbed Lyssara instinctively, shielding her as the child’s glow intensified.Draven didn’t move at all.He was watching the end of something he had calculated for too long to pretend he didn’t recognize it.Arinya ran forward.“No!” she screamed again, voice breaking now. “Mama!”Rhydan caught her mid-run and held her back tightly.She fought him.She actually fought him.Tiny fists pounding against his ch
Kaelor’s POVThe moment “You” was spoken back at her, Kaelor felt the shift in reality like a blade turning inside the air.This wasn’t a fight anymore.It was reconciliation.And that was far more dangerous.Aurenya stood in the center of the clearing, silver light no longer flickering beneath her skin but flowing like a second bloodstream.Opposite her stood the other self.The missing half.The split made flesh.And between them—the bond.It pulsed like a living thing trying to decide whether it wanted to exist as one or remain torn forever.Kaelor raised a hand instinctively, trying to stabilize the field around them.The energy collapsed again.Useless.Everything was becoming irrelevant except them.Rhydan pushed himself up from the ground, coughing sharply. “Aurenya!”But she didn’t look at him.Not really.Her eyes were locked on the other version of herself like everything else had been removed from existence.“I didn’t ask for this,” Aurenya whispered.The other Aurenya til
Rhydan’s POVThe moment the wards shattered, the world stopped pretending it was stable.The air didn’t just change—it broke apart.Like reality had been holding its breath for years and finally exhaled too hard.Rhydan tightened his grip on Aurenya instinctively.But she wasn’t fully in his arms anymore.Not the way she had been seconds ago.Her body was still there.Warm.Real.Trembling violently against him.But her eyes—her eyes had changed.Not completely.Not enough for him to lose hope.But enough to terrify him anyway.Silver flickered beneath her gaze like something pacing behind her consciousness.“Aurenya,” he said sharply, forcing her name like it could anchor her back into herself. “Look at me.”She did.For one brief second.And his chest tightened painfully because she looked exhausted.Not physically.Existentially.Like she had been carrying two lives inside one body for too long.“I’m here,” she whispered softly.But the voice underneath the words—wasn’t entirel
Rhydan’s POVThe white didn’t fade.It stayed.Not like light.Like absence.Rhydan couldn’t feel the ground under him for a few seconds, like reality had forgotten to reattach itself properly after the explosion.Then sound returned first.Arinya coughing.Kaelor swearing under his breath.Lyssara crying out once—sharp, disoriented.But Aurenya—Aurenya was gone from where she stood.Rhydan shot forward instantly. “Aurenya!”Nothing.Only a faint silver distortion where she had been.Like the air was still remembering her shape.Draven stood perfectly still.Too still.Kaelor’s voice was tight. “Tell me that didn’t just complete.”Draven didn’t answer immediately.That silence was worse than any confirmation.Then—“It began,” Draven said.Rhydan turned on him instantly. “Begun?”His voice cracked.“Where is she?”Draven’s gaze finally shifted slightly.Not to the clearing.Not to Rhydan.To the distortion.“She is not in one place anymore.”Arinya took a step forward. “What does tha
Kaelor’s POVThey didn’t leave the ruins fast enough.That was the first mistake.Kaelor could feel it the moment they turned back toward the forest path—the air had already changed. Not heavier. Not colder.Locked.Like something had closed behind them.Aurenya was still unstable on her feet.Rhyd
Aurenya’s POVThe moment Draven said it, the room shifted again.Not the air.Not the light.Something deeper—like the idea itself had weight.“…Calling it?” I repeated slowly.Rhydan’s expression tightened immediately. “No.”Kaelor didn’t argue. That alone said enough.Draven didn’t look at either
Aurenya’s POVThe sound wasn’t in my ears.It was inside my bones.A low, steady pulse—like something waking up after a long, forced sleep.I staggered back a step.Rhydan tightened his grip instantly. “Hey—stay with me.”“I am,” I said quickly.But I wasn’t sure if that was true anymore.The pulse
Aurenya’s POVThe darkness didn’t lift.It settled.Thick. Heavy. Wrong.For a moment, all I could hear was breathing—too many of them in one space, all trying not topanic at the same time.Rhydan’s grip was still around me.I could feel it even if I couldn’t see him properly.Kaelor’s voice cut t


















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