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How was I meant to stay without saying a word to a person I love? I walked into the library and waved at most of the students around. Finally, I made my way to the library and grabbed a book. The book didn’t have much information about what I wanted and so, I dropped it back on the shelf and scanned through the other books that talked about getting mated and what the mate bond entails. I let out another deep hiss when I I didn’t still find what I was searching for . Was it that hard to find a book that talked about what to expect when four people share a mate?

Eve Before the Mating Moon Jaecar was ordered to join the males next to the fire in the camp the eve before the Mating Moon. The males discussed what females they planned to hunt, knowing their lustful need to mate would rise to insane heights tomorrow. Already they were making crude remarks, their blood heating. And there’d been several short spars already. Mostly between the Hayden brothers who seemed to be forever antagonizing each other. All of them discussing how they’d mate Vanna Rae first than getting in a shoving match before they all agreed they’d share her as they did all things. From the spoils of battles to the food Hunter found for them to the woman they all wanted to mate.

Their future. He looked at the bookshelf, neatly lined with books of all kinds. Alizeh’s books, her mother’s books, and Isabella’s books. He could not believe what was happening. This was her home, and she was gone. Her mother was here and barely hanging on, but Alizeh was gone.

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Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

with her. At first, it was just meant to be entertainment for the stream. But after someone curious started digging around, I learned that I was actually Leah's biological daughter. Emily and I had been mistakenly switched at the hospital when we were born. Riding the massive wave of attention from the reunion story, my mother, Leah, returned to the big screen. Emily also benefited from the whole "deep sisterly bond" narrative with me. She gradually built up her own social media presence, siphoning off my audience and brand deals along the way.

Mine had already drained away, replaced by something colder, heavier—worry. My thoughts spun as I stared out the window. I couldn’t keep clashing with him like this. That ridiculous book, The Perfect Wife, flashed through my mind—its chapters on handling dominant men. Softness. Vulnerability. Subtle rebellion. A woman with fire, but without the flames. Sweet enough to draw in. Dangerous enough to chase.

She grabbed my arm and began to pull me along with her whilst I tried to reconcile her words. “Those three?” I repeated, unable to hide my curiosity and she hummed. "My mate and his two friends, the Alpha and the Gamma. Now we can ward off all that testosterone with some feminine energy” She cheered gleefully and I couldn't help a smile as I let myself get dragged into the house, a warm feeling spreading through my chest at the realization that I just might have made my first friend yet.

** BOOK 2 ** TITLE: MARRYING MY EX'S UNCLE

It's a tiny bookshop, built into what looks like an old alley. A light glows in the front windows, and the area inside is empty. I don't know why, but I feel intensely drawn to it. "Come on." I cross the street without waiting for him. "Come on, where?" Alec jogs to catch up. A swinging sign above the door says "Alley-Bat Books," and the door handle is worn wood. Yanking it open, I embrace the heat that billows out and step into the bookstore. The walls are lined with bookshelves, and the musty smell of paper and ink fills my nose. A chair and small desk sit in one corner, and a few lamps cast a warm glow.