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)

Cyrus plopped the corpse on a table in my lab. There was not a hint of mirth in his eyes as he spoke. "We all need to talk," he announced.


​For a beat, I watched him. His silver hair was wilder than I had ever seen it, his fingers flexing, and his features pulled with tension strung through the air. I nodded and picked up the tablet; without lifting my gaze from his form, I called for the rest of us.


​The scientists knew what it meant. I exchanged a brief glance with Rina as she ushered the men and women in white out of the sterile room. With his shoulders bunched and his face taut, Cyrus looked down at the limp form of the woman he had brought. I did not ask questions. Cyrus was not the kind to litter, so if he brought a corpse, there had to be a reason.


Chapter 59 - Hesitance