In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release.

She finds truth.

Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate.

The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all.

As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path.

Love does not come in one form. Neither does power.

In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected.

Not a queen.

But the axis upon which the world turns.

Mortals feel death approaching differently than immortals.


I watch Aphrodite kiss the twins, one after the other, and I'm genuinely happy for her. She deserves this. Deserves love that's chosen freely, that doesn't come with chains or demands. Deserves partners who see her as a person, not property.


But underneath the happiness, I feel something else. A shadow settling over my thoughts like clouds blocking the sun.


Something is coming. I know it with the certainty that only mortals possess, the ones who live short lives and learn to recognize endings.


Not wolf business. Not another Nightfang assault. Something bigger. Something that changes everything we've built.


Chapter 71 - What She Knows Is Coming