To werewolves, humans are maggots.
Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself.
The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin.

Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath.
Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it.
To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool.
But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield.
The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between.
Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. 

•Morally grey MLs
• Enemies to lovers
• Dark reverse harem 
• possessive alphas 
• betrayal & revenge 
• Angst 
• Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

​"My lips are quite enchanting to you, aren't they?" Cyrus whispered.


​Confusion flickered through me first, followed by a wave of cold, sharp mortification. I raised my leaden head off his chest to look at him, my body quivering. The easy smirk splitting his lips proved he wasn't guessing—he was recounting a victory.


​"You stared," he continued, his voice smooth and agonizingly low. "You leaned in just enough for me to feel your breath. And then you licked your lips."


​My heart stopped. I hadn't spoken a word—I couldn't—but my body had betrayed me anyway. That had not been some weird thought I'd kept to myself; I had performed it for him while I was too weak to hide.


Chapter 76 - A god In An Apron