Nate’s fingers closed around Aire’s wrist.
“You felt it,” he murmured. “The bond.”
Aire’s pulse raced, but she didn’t pull away.
“Feeling it,” she said softly, “doesn’t mean I’m keeping it.”
.........

Aire has always been cursed, wolfless, silver-haired, tolerated, and never wanted. A punishment, the elders say, for the sin her father committed against the Moon Goddess.

In a world where power is measured by the strength of your wolf and the purity of your bloodline, she is neither. 

She survives quietly under her uncle’s roof, enduring humiliation because survival is better than being cast out.

One fateful ball, the mate bond snapped when three wolves claimed her at once. 

Xanden. Alaric. Nate. The Alpha triplets who rule their territory like a united front of teeth and pride. The same men everyone assumed would claim someone else, someone stronger, and someone worthy.

And not her.

Aire does the only thing she can think to do. She rejects them. However, Alphas are not meant to be rejected. Especially not by a cursed girl with no wolf.

Now, instead of being ignored, she’s watched. Instead of being pitied, she’s claimed. The triplets don’t want romance. They want control. They drag her into their territory, into their politics, into a royal system filled with spies, rival houses, and daughters raised to become queens.

Aire begins to realize something terrifying. The mate bond may not be her greatest danger. Making the Alphas feel might be.

She is either destined to rule beside them…
Or die before she ever gets the chance.

This chapter is dedicated to italma_rios. It's a new month. Thank you for carrying me through last month. I really appreciate your presence here. 🫂💜


You have become such a warm part of this journey for me. Your presence is comforting, encouraging, and genuinely refreshing in a way words can barely explain. It feels like having someone quietly cheering beside me while I build this world chapter by chapter.


Thank you for staying through the tension, the pain, the slow burns, and the chaos.


Thank you for being patient with me, even if you think the storyline is slow. 🫂✨️


Aire stood before one of the taller shelves in the library. Her fingers trailing lightly along the spines of books arranged in careful rows.


The scent of leather, dust, and ink settled around her in familiarity, and steadiness. It grounded her.


Her gaze moved slowly, reading titles without fully seeing them. Her mind was not entirely present.


Chapter 89 - Episode 89.