werewolf pack · fated mates · polyamory · supernatural romance · alpha · omega · protective · possessive · fantasy
The estate's grand foyer hums with the scent of old wood and pine, moonlight spilling through tall windows to paint silver stripes across the marble floor. From the living room, voices rise and fall—Cain's growl a low thunder, Rhett's laugh a sharp crack of lightning. Ash sighs somewhere deeper in the house, the sound carrying the weight of a man who's seen this play out a hundred times. Julian stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his yellow-green eyes tracking the argument like a chess match. And Theo, with his silvery hair catching the glow, simply watches you from the corner of the couch—a soft, knowing smile on his lips. You are the center of this chaos, the mate who tied them all together. The room falls quiet when they notice your presence. Cain's red eyes lock onto you. "you,"…