Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. 

Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived.

And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. 

The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. 

With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. 

What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart?

Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

My hand moved faster, grip tightening as I tried to empty my mind the way I had done countless times before.


Anyone would do, anyone except her. I refused to think about Jade and allow my control to snap.


I pictured strangers instead—blurred bodies, nameless women from nights I barely remembered.


The images slipped from my memory, and my frustration hit harder.


My hips jerked upward, breath breaking from my lungs as heat surged hotter instead of fading.


And then, without permission, Jade's image appeared in my head. It was useless to try to stop it. My whole being wanted her now.


I pictured her exactly as she'd looked the last time we'd kissed—cheeks flushed, lips swollen.


I imagined her straddling my lap, thighs bracketing my hips, her heat hovering just above me. I imagined guiding her down slowly—inch by inch—watching her lips part on a soft gasp as I filled her.


Chapter 51 - Giving In