WARNING!

DARK ROMANCE!.
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"This was all for your...revenge?"

His grip is tightening round my neck. Choking me. His face all over me. Taking in my scent. He breathes me in. Raises his head and goes again and again like I was some calming antidote to his madness.
"Go for it, Grace. Kiss him. Let your scent calm his beast. Or he will rip your throat out. He doesn't recognise the difference between right and wrong now. Do it or you will be dead." The annoying voice in my head pleads. 

"I'm not going to initiate..."

Before I have a chance to finish my sentence, before I even have a chance to draw breath, his mouth swoops down and captures mine in a hungry, searing kiss. His lips are voracious, taking everything I have to give and then demanding even more. The fire that glows within me burns and crackles even hotter than what he stoked that night, hotter by tenfold.

"You shouldn't do this to me," he whispers against my mouth. "You shouldn't. Everything about you is absolutely wrong. And yet..."

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Grace Cooper was once the doted-on daughter of powerful Beta parents until the night her younger sister died.
Accused of the murder and unable to defend herself because she was born mute, Grace lived a miserable life. She was locked up most of the time, and in the rare times she was freed, she slaved away doing menial labor.
For years she lived under their hatred, blamed for a crime she never committed. When she finally turned of age for the Moon Judgement, the pack decided her fate―she was to be sentenced to death by hanging.
But that didn't come to pass. Grace is saved by a striking Lycan.

Tall, intimidating, and infuriatingly seductive, Sucre Winchester, the Lycan King of the North, had been hunting for his fated mate for years. Only, he never expected fate to lead him to a broken Omega.

And he isn't the only one tied to her.
Sucre has two identical brothers, and they too feel a bond with her.

Grace is everything the Lycans are raised to despise―a weak werewolf who is no better than a human. The Lycans have spent centuries wiping out the wolf packs, and now, their fated mate belongs to one.

They should reject her. They should kill her.

Yet, she is the only female whose scent could drive them to territorial madness.

So instead, they claim her.

Now, hunted by her former pack and trapped in the brutal politics of Lycan royalty, Grace must survive three dangerously dominant mates whose instincts demand to protect, possess... and knot.

But as the truth about her sister's death begins to surface, it becomes clear that her execution was never about justice. It was about silencing her.

And the three dark Lycans who have knotted her may have unleashed something far more dangerous than they expected.


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TRIGGER WARNING

This book contains mature and potentially distressing themes intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.

Within these pages you will encounter depictions of: Graphic sexual content, Knotting, Psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, Grief, trauma and PTSD, Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse.
These themes are explored with intention and are central to the characters' journey.

Author's Note:
To the late bloomers. 
May you find your pack, may you find your mate, may you find your man. whatever it is you desire.

The digits on the display were a scrambled mess, ending in a country code that reads 777.


"What are we going to do? This seems serious, High Alpha. Should I inform High Alpha Rafe?" Levi's voice is borderline panicked.


"Trace the call and give me an update tomorrow."


"Yes, Alpha." Levi bows and hurries out with the phone.


I have a bad feeling about this. I never assumed my number was completely safe from scammers, but a voice modulator? Whoever this is, they are pulling out all the stops. I can't just let it go.


I dial Rafael's number. It is likely the first time I've called him in ages.


"This is new," his cold voice rings out the moment he answers. "If you've suddenly become scared of the storm, I'm definitely not the right person to call. I'm busy, and yes, I've instructed Levi that you should handle all calls...just in case you're calling to complain."


"Did you see her today?" I ask, ignoring his tone.


"Grace. I heard you asked for her. Is she with you?"


Chapter 66 - Call me when there's a corpse