LOGINClover Gilmore has spent her life being invisible. As the female heir to the Beta position, she's endured years of sabotage, mockery, and cruelty, especially from Alpha Heir Milton Kirkwood and her stepbrother Peter, who both hid their true feelings behind hostility. But the Goddess has other plans. When Clover's wolf finally emerges, Milton's fated bond snaps into place with a single kiss. Yet he isn't her only potential mate. Peter has loved her secretly for years, and a second bond simmers beneath the surface—one that can only form if all three hearts are willing. Before they can navigate this impossible situation, rogues attack with military precision. Clover discovers she's been their target for a decade, connected to a conspiracy that murdered her mother and her baby brother, her father never knew about. A shadowy figure called the Rogue Prince has been waiting, watching, planning. Now buried secrets are surfacing. A traitor hides within the pack. And Clover must embrace the strength she's always possessed while three hearts learn whether they can beat as one. She was dismissed as worthless. She might be the key to everything and to them.
View MoreAlpha Frederick regards his Beta with weary patience. "You underestimate both my son and your daughter if you believe that."Luna Joanna nods in agreement. "The Goddess does not make mistakes in her pairings, Theodore. If Milton and Clover are true mates, they will find their way to each other, despite the obstacles, including those placed by their families."In the forest clearing, tension builds between the three wolves. Milton's patience is wearing thin, his wolf pushing against his control with increasing urgency. The animal recognises the threat Peter poses, not physical, but something more insidious. His oldest friend has harboured feelings for Clover all these years, disguising them behind cruelty just as Milton himself had done."I think you should go, Peter," Milton says, his voice carrying the unmistakable weight of an Alpha command.Peter's jaw tightens, rebellion flashing in his eyes before reluctant submission takes its place. He knows he cannot win this confrontation, no
Milton nods, understanding the gravity of her warning. "I deserve that," he admits. "But it won't be necessary, because this isn't a trick. My wolf has always known you were mine, Clover. I was just too stubborn, too proud to listen."The forest around them seems to hold its breath, ancient trees bearing witness to this moment of truth between them. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howls, perhaps one of the pack, perhaps something older and wilder, blessing what was always meant to be.‘I have to try something, stepfather will expect her home.’ Peter thought, knowing it was wrong, but his heart wanted her for himself, and this bond was stopping him from having her.Peter stepped out of the shadows, “Clover's father and mother are looking for you to come home. You’ve made a fool of yourself tonight; the whole pack is talking.”Milton's head whips around, rage flaring in his eyes as they lock on Peter. The intrusion shatters the fragile moment of connection he'd been building with Clov
“Please, Clover, give me a chance to court you properly, show you the man I really am. I know I’ve been an ass, and I’ve given you no reason to believe me, but please give us a chance.”Silence hangs heavy between them, broken only by the soft rustling of leaves in the night breeze. Clover presses her palm against the gnarled interior of the willow, her mind a battleground between hope and fear. Sage continues to push against her consciousness, urging her to trust what her human heart cannot.-He means it,- Sage insists. -His wolf is in agony. Feel it.-And she can feel it, a strange, resonating ache that seems to vibrate through the very air between them. The mating bond, new and fragile but undeniably present, transmits Milton's genuine distress across the space that separates them.Outside, Milton takes a tentative step closer to the ancient willow, his wolf guiding him with unusual gentleness. Gone is the dominant, aggressive animal that has driven him for years; in its place stan
His wolf whines in anguish, the animal understanding what the man is only beginning to comprehend, that they have wounded their mate in ways that may be irreparable. The bond between them, revealed tonight by the Goddess herself, has been poisoned by years of deliberate cruelty.Peter pauses at the edge of a small clearing, the scent of Milton strong on the night air. He crouches behind a fallen log, watching as his friend stands motionless, face contorted with self-loathing. Despite his own complicated feelings for Clover, Peter can't help but feel sympathy for Milton in this moment. The weight of recognition, of understanding what you've done to someone you were meant to cherish, is crushing."You really didn't know, did you?" Peter murmurs, too low for Milton to hear. "All these years, you had no idea she was yours."Inside the hollow willow, Clover presses her palm against the rough interior, drawing comfort from its familiar texture. This tree has been her sanctuary since she was
Meanwhile, Peter paces the forest path, his thoughts a chaotic mess. The possibility of having Clover as his mate, something he's secretly dreamed of but never allowed himself to truly consider, now dangles before him like forbidden fruit. But not like this. Not through manipulation and politics."
A knock on the Beta’s office door made him look up. “Enter.” Beta Theodore Gilmore called.“You wanted to see me step-father?” His stepson, Peter Sherwood, stated rather than asked.“Ah, yes, sit, we have much to discuss.”“About sir?” Peter asked.“My daughter,” Theodore stated flatly.“What about
Unknown to Clover, Peter watches from behind a massive oak tree, his heart twisting at the sight of her vulnerability. He had followed her at a distance, drawn by an impulse he couldn't explain. Now, seeing her alone at her mother's memorial, the magnitude of what his stepfather is asking of him cr
Milton's expression hardens, his wolf clawing at him with such intensity that he nearly doubles over. The animal inside him recognises something his human half refuses to acknowledge, something primal and inevitable."I'm not stopping you from honouring your mother," he says, his voice softer than












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