For six years, I was Hazel, girlfriend to the future Alpha, Julian. I thought we had forever, a cherished place in our werewolf pack, even as a human. Then Mate Hunt night ripped it all away. I woke up lost in the forest, only to find Julian with her – his true fated mate. His words hit harder than the forest floor: I was just a 'placeholder.' Six years together, and he tossed me aside, his fingers bruising my throat as he growled that I meant nothing. My world, my heart – shattered.

Left for dead, freezing and injured, a different kind of predator found me. A colossal black wolf, eyes glowing gold, big enough to swallow me whole. But instead of tearing me apart, he curled around me, a warm, terrifying shield against the biting cold. For a moment, I felt safe.

That safety vanished when my pack, my family, found us. The Alpha who raised me, Maxen, didn't see a survivor. He saw a disappointment. Turns out, he’d only taken me in hoping I’d magically become a werewolf like my mother – the fated mate who’d rejected him. When I couldn't shift, he cast me out, branding me an omega, the pack’s punching bag.

Now, I'm less than nothing, surviving on scraps and enduring their cruelty. What they don't know, what I don't know, is that my monstrous protector is no ordinary rogue. He's Lykos, the wolf of Kael, the Lycan King. And Lykos has decided I am his fated mate – a human. Kael is furious, but his wolf has a will of its own, dragging the King himself towards my abusive pack.

My old life is over. My only ally is a creature of legend. And the most feared Lycan in existence is on his way. Is he coming to save me, or is the King's arrival just another nightmare waiting to begin?

I sprawled across the motel bed, my wet hair dripping onto the cheap comforter. The shower continued to run in the bathroom where Jax was taking his sweet time. Typical wolf, probably using all the hot water.


My fingers swiped through the Divinity App on my phone, bypassing celestial selfies and cosmic status updates. Immortals were so painfully narcissistic. I rolled my eyes at a post from Hermes bragging about his new winged sneakers before reaching the notification that had been blinking since we checked in.


"FINAL WARNING: Agent Seraphina, your interference levels have exceeded acceptable parameters. Continued violation of Protocol 3.7 will result in timeline reset. This is your FINAL warning."


I groaned and tossed the phone onto the pillow. Divine bureaucracy was such a pain in the ass. What did they expect when they assigned me to protect the first Anchor in centuries?


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