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)

It would not stop howling. The wolf we kept in the kennels had been at it for hours now, and I rose from my bed, irritated. The thing sounded like a sobbing widow with the way it refused to allow us any peace or quiet.


I unwrapped another piece of chocolate, eating it in one bite. It never tasted like much of anything to me, not sweet but just slightly bitter, but it always soothed my hungry soul.


There was something painfully familiar about the crinkle of the wrapper and the earthiness that coated my tongue. Like a memory I couldn't quite grasp, hovering just beyond reach. I'd been eating chocolate since I could remember—hoarding it, actually. Karn insisted I keep stashes hidden throughout the estate, in every room, every drawer. The need to possess it, to always have more, was bone-deep.


Chapter 17 - Wolf In The Kennel