...“You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking.“And now she’s carrying your child?”The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.”The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs.She had slept with him last night.Let him touch her.Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want.And now another woman carried his child?Stupid. She’d been so stupid....“You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.”The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing.“I will make you mine,” he growled.“If not today—then soon. And when I do…”He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together.“I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.”Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch.Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win....“You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom.“I did it to save mine,” he snapped.Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.”“Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.”...Three different men.Three different roles.An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue.And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them?She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother.She stayed to kill the monsters responsible.But the real betrayal?She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy.She should’ve never danced at the castle.Should’ve never worn that mask.Should’ve never let herself feel.Because now, she was trapped.Bound by fate that states:> If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies.If they force her to accept it—they die.And still, they want her.

He told me to sit like I was nothing more than a problem to fix. Cold. Dismissive. But when Professor Lucas dropped to one knee in front of me, all I could think about was how close he was. Too close.His fingers brushed my skin—accidental, I’m sure—but I felt it everywhere. His scent hit me next. Clean, sharp, addictive. Like expensive soap and danger.“You should’ve been more careful,” he muttered, not even looking at me. But his jaw tightened when I hissed from the pressure, and that tiny reaction made my stomach twist.He was still cold. Still distant. But every second his hands were on me felt like slow torture. Not because it hurt… but because I wanted more.Our eyes locked. My breath caught. And for a split second, I swear the air between us changed.Then he blinked, stood, and walked away like none of it mattered.But I saw it.The way his hand flexed.Like he felt it too.And that’s when I knew—this was never just going to be a crush.It was going to ruin me.

She's just a normal girl, working for a billionaire, and one night gets her heart broken so she decides to head to his club and get her mind off things. Seeing his cute little maid he decides to drink with her to make things better, but they both get drunk and mistakenly lay with each other. When she wakes up the next morning she realizes her mistake and immediately leaves, thinking her boss will never remember but instead she is wrong and he remembers all about their night. But then after sometime since that night she found out she's pregnant with his child.