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Gabriel's hands traced a sensuous path to ecstasy. She moaned softly as Kieran laid her down on the soft double king-sized bed..

Cole's tongue explored her pink set of lips, and she could taste the sweet flavor of red grape wine.

Was he drinking?

She writhed beneath him, eager to touch his skin, but suddenly all pleasure left her.

Like she had defeated her wolf and taken over her body again. 

    
"Over my rich, hot, dead body am I doing this with you guys!" she said. Her sense of loss was beyond tears.

She was slightly feeling better, but her mates were at the peak of their own arousals.

"Oh fuck, not now, you stubborn Chippewa. I was just getting started," Cole snorted, pulling her back to himself, but she fiercely kicked his grip away.

"You ain't going nowhere, Rayna."

"It's fucking Raine. Seriously, how long are you planning to keep saying the wrong names?"

"As long as it might take. Now be a good girl and let me finish what I’ve started," his voice broke miserably.


Raine hated herself for being vulnerable to heat. The first time, it was Kieran that helped her out, and back then she had no idea he was her mate. Or was it then she ignited the bond?

Now that she had felt the mate bond from three Alphas, she couldn't easily resist the mate pull. It had become worse—like times three of what she felt the first and second time.

She felt miserable for even letting them touch her to this extent.

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    Raine Anthony was Born a Dusk Wolf—a rare and dangerously cursed breed—she spent eighteen years of her life  locked away like a dirty secret. 

    Nothing could’ve prepared her for the ultimate betrayal: her own father, the powerful Gemma Anthony, auctioning her off  like she was nothing ..

But she managed to escape . 

Now she’s Rowan Vale—a sharp-tongued, stubborn boy attending the apex trial  Academy,

   Living as a boy was brutal . Especially during her heat, when her body betrays her in ways no one can ever discover. 
 
    
They are known as the Revenant Brothers—cursed, cruel, and utterly untouchable. Accused of killing their sister, and their whole pack, and each marked by a dark magic that’s slowly eating them alive.

The one girl who can break their curse was Raine. their fated mate and the daughter of the Same man that had murdered their parents, killed their sister and accused them of being responsible. 


    The same girl whose very bloodline they’ve sworn to destroy.

    
Raine isn’t looking for love either —especially not from Alphas. Not after what her father did to her mother. But the Alpha triplets aren’t giving her a choice. They need her to survive… and they’ll do anything to complete their bond.

As secrets unravel and mate bonds ignites, Raine must choose:  Cling to vengeance... or surrender to the broken monsters who might just love her better than anyone ever has.

Alphas: Chasing the Broken Gemma’s Daughter is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers dark fantasy academy romance filled with betrayal, curses, passion, identity twists and monster fights.

Let me know what I should add or remove and your thoughts and suggestions. I am very good at listening and paying attention unlike Raine. Lol.

    Update is two chapters daily!

ALPHAS: Chasing the broken Gemma's Daughter

Kieran said the moment Cole stepped into the dining room.

Kieran grinned, feeling a strange, numbed comfort. He seemed very much pleased with himself.

"You're an ass, Kieran. I was wondering how my superpower failed me when I needed it most. So you were in her head?"

"Absolutely. I won't trust my vulnerable mate in heat with you. Not with that stinky personality of yours."

Cole scoffed, dragging a hand through his hair. "You're such a self-righteous bastard, you know that?"

Kieran leaned back against his chair, his arms crossed, completely unbothered. "Better that than a manipulative prick."

Cole's jaw ticked. "I wasn't going to hurt her."

"No, you were going to control her," Kieran shot back, voice cool. "You think just because you're one of her mates, you get a free pass to mess with her head?"

Don't cry, Raine