Triple Temptation
PUREBLISSthe omega he rejected, the white wolf he craveskneel before the werewolf queenclaimed and marked by her stepbrother matesrejected by the alpha claimed by the lycan king althea
POV: Rhea Mooncrest
"Get away from him! Zane, run! Don't you see what it’s doing?"
Rhea’s voice was a jagged fracture in the oppressive silence of the Under-Whisper. She was slumped against the petrified trunk of the World-Tree, her blood staining the obsidian bark a deep, sacrificial red. The pocket dimension Morga had tried to create was fracturing, the green-and-black dome cracking as the World-Tree continued its horrific transformation. Before her, the "Soul-Seed" wasn't just sprouting; it was exploding into a grotesque, beautiful Bloom of liquid shadow and silver starlight.