Content Warning: This dark romance contains steamy explicit scenes, intensely possessive alpha vibes, and raw emotional tension. Reader discretion is strongly advised.I was never supposed to burn for my stepbrother.Harvey Wolfe had always been my enemy. Cold, ruthless, and filled with hatred for me and my mother who destroyed his family. We lived under the same roof like strangers, our every glance laced with suppressed rage.Until the night my so-called mate, Caleb, publicly rejected and humiliated me in the cruelest way.Broken, rain-soaked, and aching from betrayal, I ended up in Harvey’s arms. What started as raw anger and comfort exploded into one forbidden, hate-fueled night. His rough hands, his demanding mouth, and the way he claimed my virginity left me shattered and craving the one man I should never want — my alpha stepbrother.Now the lines are blurred. Every stolen touch under our parents’ roof feels like sin and salvation. I tell myself I’m only teasing him to make him suffer, but the truth is far darker: I’m addicted to the dangerous heat between us, to the way he growls that I’m his, and to the possessive way he looks at me like he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take me away.Some desires are strictly forbidden…especially when they burn this hot.

⚠️ Warning: Age gap, stepfather-stepdaughter tension, BDSM, dubious consent, obsessive alpha, virgin omega, forbidden claiming, and raw heat. If you want sweet romance — wrong book. But if you want to be completely wrecked by the most dangerous alpha alive? Keep reading.I came to survive. Not to want him.My father's blood was still fresh in the ground when my mother made her decision — marry the Alpha they call a demon. The one other alphas fear. The one no sane person looks in the eye.She did it for me.What she didn't know is that the moment Damien Voss walked into the room, I stopped breathing.My ex-boyfriend had just shattered me. I was supposed to be broken, grieving, careful.Instead I was obsessed.He's old enough to be my father. He's now married to my mother. He runs his pack like a god who answers to no one — cold, ruthless, terrifyingly beautiful.And his wolf?His wolf chose me.He hasn't said it yet. But I feel it in the way his jaw tightens when I walk into a room. In the way his eyes track me like I'm already his. In the punishment he threatens every time I push too far — and God help me, I keep pushing.I'm eighteen. A virgin. Grieving and reckless and burning alive every time he looks at me.He's the Alpha. My mother's husband. The most forbidden thing I could ever want.But Damien doesn't believe in forbidden.He believes in claiming.