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Bound to the Three Dominion Beasts

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They don't want to save her. They want to own her. Break her. Taste her. In a world ruled by monsters, she is the only thing they crave... and the only thing that can ruin them. ~~~~~~~~~~~ ** EXCERPT ** ~~~~~~~~~~~ “She’s mine,” the werewolf Alpha growled, his golden eyes blazing with raw possession. “No.” The vampire’s fangs slid free as his gaze darkened. “She belongs to me.” A quiet scoff cut through the tension l. The mage stepped out of the shadows, lowering his hood with unsettling calm.m. “She hates both of you,” he said smoothly. “You never stood a chance against me.” Just then, her silver eyes snapped open. Cold. Awake. Dangerous. “My body…” she murmured, her voice steady despite the hunger surrounding her, “…can take all three of you.” — — — — She was born at the bottom of a broken world… where humans starve, and monsters rule. With silver hair and eyes that never quite belonged, she has always been treated like a curse—beaten, silenced, unwanted. But everything changes the day her name is called. Chosen for the Dominion—a brutal system where the most powerful fight for the throne, and the weak are crushed beneath it. There, she becomes their obsession. A ruthless werewolf who looks at her like he hates her… yet already owns her. A cold, bloodthirsty vampire who aches to taste every inch of her. A nonchalant, unreadable mage who treats her like she’s a mystery he intends to unravel. They are enemies. Rivals. Predators. And somehow… she is bound to all three. In a world where desire is dangerous and power decides fate, being wanted by them is not a blessing— It’s a sentence. Because the deeper she falls into their twisted games, the more one truth begins to surface… She is not as human as she thought. And when that truth is revealed— She won’t be the one being hunted anymore.
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