Mag-log inThe worst part wasn’t catching them. It was hearing what her fiancé said about her while moaning her father’s name. How easy she was to lie to. How desperate she was to be loved. How she’d probably forgive them if they asked. Claire spent three years building a future with Tyler Bennett. She never imagined her father was part of it too. But minutes after she caught them together, three Lycans stormed into the house—and the man who had spent years humiliating her dropped to his knees in terror. That was the moment Claire realized Connor had been lying to her too. Her sarcastic, overprotective best friend wasn’t just the pack doctor. He was the Lycan King. And the two ruthless men beside him? One could silence an entire room with a single glance. The other made even Alphas nervous enough to lower their eyes. Claire should’ve stayed away from all three of them. Instead, her wolf recognized them instantly. SOULMATES. Now the fiancé who betrayed her is forced to watch the deadliest Lycans alive become dangerously obsessed with the woman he discarded. But as secrets surrounding Claire’s identity begin to surface, one terrifying question remains: Is she their salvation—or the beginning of their ruin?
view moreClaire~I held his gaze and didn’t look away, the air in the room felt thicker than it had a minute ago. Connor stood only a few feet from me, waiting. That quiet, focused look of his always meant trouble when we were younger. It meant he already knew I was editing the story and was giving me one last chance to fix it myself.“That’s what she said and what I answered,” I repeated, keeping my voice even. “She recognized me. She threatened to call Marcus. I told her I was done with him and the pack. I offered my skills as a doctor because I need somewhere safe and the Archivists value that kind of work. She asked about the interruption in the hall. I told her I was looking out for a friend. End of story.”Connor’s eyes stayed on mine for several long seconds. Then he exhaled through his nose and rubbed a hand over the back of his neck.“You’re leaving something out.”“I’m not.”“You are.” He stepped closer. “I’ve known you since we were kids, Claire. You get this little tightness aroun
Claire~I fidgeted the second I saw him standing there. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard and forced my legs to move forward. Something cold rolled off him for a moment—sharp and then it dropped away like someone had flipped a switch. He smiled warmly and opened the door, ushering me inside.The second we were both in, he shut it hard. The sound echoed. When he turned, the warm smile was gone. His face was serious.“What did Morana say to you?”I stared at him. Why the hell was everyone so obsessed with what Morana had said? Hudson, now Connor. Was she really that dangerous, or was I just the last person to figure out how deep the damn pack politics ran here? I couldn’t lie to him. Not directly. He would know. And if he found out the wrong way, it would be worse.“I… it wasn’t much,” I started. “Just girly stuff. She thought we were a thing and then—you know how some women get when they think someone’s getting too close to their man—”“Her man?” His voice cut in sharp. “I’m not h
Claire~I’ll be meeting my what?! How?But Hudson didn’t look back as he walked off, and I followed instantly, Anastasia right behind me. My legs moved on autopilot while my brain scrambled to catch up. The hallway felt longer. Every step echoed as Hudson’s shoulders stayed rigid, his stride cutting clean through the space.We pushed through the last set of double doors and stepped outside. The night air hit my face, cooler than I expected. A few guards stood near the entrance. The second they saw Hudson they straightened and bowed sharply. No one said a word. They didn’t need to. Hudson’s expression alone was enough to keep every mouth shut. I glanced at one of the men as we passed. His eyes flicked to me for half a second, then dropped again. Whatever they thought of the girl in the torn maid’s dress walking behind the Lycan King’s brother, they kept it to themselves.Hudson opened the back door of a black SUV without looking at me. “Get in.”I slid across the seat. Anastasia climb
Claire~I pressed my lips together the second Hudson asked the question. Okay. I hadn’t expected Connor’s brother to be this sharp. Just like him. What am I supposed to tell him now? That I had negotiated with Morana for my own selfish reasons? That I offered to help her lock down the betrothal just so I could stay under some kind of protection? This guy was an Alpha and he would surely catch a lie if I told one right now. I clenched my fists, the fresh bandage pulling tight across my palm. Anastasia’s voice cut in before I could dig myself deeper. “I think you should let her be for a while, Hudson. She’s wounded. Now’s not the right time to ask, don’t you think?” God damn it. Hudson didn’t look like he was buying it. He stared at me for several long seconds, like he was weighing whether to push anyway. Then he gave a short nod. “I won’t press further. I’m not that inquisitive. But it’s going to be different with Connor.” He turned to Anastasia. “Prepare her. I’ll be back i
Claire~I didn’t wait. I turned around and ran down the hallway. Tyler yelled my name behind me, but I didn’t stop or look back.Tears ran down my face as I pushed open the front doors and stepped outside into the cool night air. I had never felt so humiliated. My chest hurt from everything that ju
I yelled, “YOU MONSTER!”The words came out raw and loud. My throat hurt. For a second, I thought my heart might stop from how much this hurt.I clenched my fists hard. My nails dug into my palms, but the pain kept me grounded while everything else fell apart.Tyler stood there looking shocked. Beh
Claire's POV There was only one person I knew that bear that name.I should have turned around right then. Instead, I stepped closer and looked through the narrow opening like I wanted to destroy myself.And the image I saw burned into me instantly.Tyler bent over the edge of our bed, sheets tang
Claire's POVI watched Connor stride out of my office, his broad shoulders rigid beneath that crisp white coat he wore. He didn’t glance back as he left and the door clicked shut.I stared at the closed door longer than I meant to.Connor had always unsettled me in ways I didn’t like thinking too m












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