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.

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Torak sat behind the desk in the study he shared with Xanden. The room was dim despite the hour not yet fully surrendering to night.


A single lamp burned low on the table, casting long shadows across the scattered parchments and the map spread wide before him.


His fingers rested against the edge of it, unmoving, though his mind was anything but still.


Chapter 93 - Episode 93.