LOGIN“You’re ours Lia. Every part of you,” Torin whispered, “This pussy,” he drove deeper, “this mouth,” he brushed his thumb over my lips, “it all belongs to us now.” “So cum for me,” he growled, his voice harsh, “now!” ***** On the night of her twenty-first birthday, Aurelia’s perfect life is shattered. Her family is brutally murdered, her pack overthrown by her treacherous uncle. And the ones she grew up adoring—her foster brothers, Kaelen, Torin, and Rylan, the formidable Lycan triplets—are the very ones who drag her father to his death. As tribute to their victory, Aurelia is stripped of her title and given to them as a prize. A plaything. Thrown at the mercy of the very men who betrayed her. But what happens when fate decides to be cruel? When she discovers she is mated to not just one but all three of them? Faced with an unbearable discovery about her late parents, the lines between enemy and lover becomes blurred, will she choose love over revenge? Or will her rage consume them all?
View MoreAurelia's POVTwo years had a way of changing everything.The pack lands had transformed. Where there had been bleached grass and poisoned streams, green now grew thick and wild. Children played in the courtyards without fear. The corruption that had poisoned the earth seemed like something from a dream, something that had happened to different people in a different lifetime.Rylan and I had built a life in the quiet space between surviving and actually living. We had taken rooms in the upper levels of the pack house. We had learned what it meant to wake up next to someone without expecting violence. We had learned what peace felt like, though we were still learning how to trust it.And in the nursery down the corridor from our chamber, baby asta grew stronger every day. He had his uncle's dark hair. He had his father's restless energy. Sometimes I would watch him sleep and understand that the future was not something we had lost. It was something we were building.One afternoon, I wa
Aurelia's POVThe sky had decided to match our mood. It hung low and grey above the burial grounds, pressing down like it wanted to suffocate us all. The old oak tree stood at the center of the cleared space, the same tree where Kaelen and Rylan and Torin had climbed as children. The pack had gathered in a semicircle around the open grave. Their faces were quiet. Some of them had never even met Kaelen. Some of them owed him their lives. All of them understood that something fundamental had shifted in the world.I stood at the edge of the grave, looking down at the wooden casket. It was simple, no ornate carvings, no symbols of rank or power. Just wood and the body of someone who had saved me by stepping in front of magic that was meant to destroy me.Rylan was on my left. His jaw was clenched so tight I thought it might crack. Torin was on my right, his breathing deliberately controlled, like he was thinking about every single breath to keep himself from falling apart.I opened my mo
Aurelia's POVThe spirit wolf launched herself at Aldric without hesitation. Her claws passed through his magic like it was smoke, scattering it into sparks that fell across the stone floor like dying stars. He threw a blast at her in response, and the impact sent her flying backward. But she was already moving before she hit the ground, reforming, attacking again.They circled each other across the chamber. Aldric's magic crackled around his hands. The wolf's growl never stopped, it was a sound that seemed to come from underneath the earth itself. They were matched in a way I did not fully understand. His magic was powerful. Her ancient force was something else entirely.Sweat was running down Aldric's face. His breathing had become ragged. The wolf did not seem to tire.Then Lyra moved.She had been lying near the pillar, her body bleeding, her eyes apparently closed. But she seems she was alive and waiting. She pushed herself up with her hands, ignoring the way her body was screami
Aurelia's POVThe chamber became a warzone in the space of a heartbeat.Aldric's magic filled the air, not just blue light but something more complex, something that moved like it was alive. It struck the stone walls and left burns that spread like living things, blackening the surface. Kaelen had gone down early. A blast had caught him across the head and he had fallen, his body sliding across the floor until it came to rest against one of the pillars. He was not moving.Rylan was still fighting. He was alone out there, dodging left and right, his blade raised, trying to close the distance between himself and Aldric while Aldric kept throwing magic at him like he was throwing furniture. Every time Rylan got close, Aldric would step back and throw another blast. Every time Rylan dodged, Aldric would laugh.Kade and Lyra were still on the ground near the far wall. Kade was trying to push himself up but his arms were shaking. Lyra was not moving at all."Come on," Rylan was shouting at
Aurelia's POVThe door was locked. Torin had checked the windows twice. Rylan was pacing in front of the fireplace like a caged animal, his boots loud on the stone floor. Kaelen sat on the couch, his eyes half closed, his hand pressed against his still-healing side.I stood by the window, watching
Aurelia's POVThe alchemist's back room smelled like someone had dried every herb in the world and then left them there for a hundred years. I sat on a wooden stool that wobbled every time I breathed. Kaelen was next to me, still pale, still quiet. Rylan stood by the door, arms crossed, watching. T
Kade's POVThe woman stood in the middle of the private chamber. Hood up. Face hidden. She hadn't moved since the guards brought her in. Just stood there. Still. Quiet. Too quiet.I hated it.“You wanted to see me,” I said, leaning back in my chair. I tried to sound bored. “So talk.”She tilted her
Aurelia's POV.Something shook my shoulder and I came up out of sleep like breaking the surface of water, hand going for my blade before I was fully awake."Easy." Kaelen's voice. Close. "It's me."I exhaled and let my hand drop. "How long was I out?""Long enough." He was crouching in front of me,












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