Seraphelki

I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world.
Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world on the brink, even when I still think of home.
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One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew...

I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying!
But my problems didn't end there.

An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me and a countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here.
A fierce & brilliant CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful.
This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important!

I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint.

The only problem is:
Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too.

Coldsnap: The Billionaire Alpha's Fated Pregnant Princess (GL)

I quiver in place at just… all of this. The display of her dominant nature.

Violence, so tempered and used for such effect. Used for my sake.

Before I knew it, my back had arched. Very obviously, I've raised out my chest… as I lean slightly to the side.

As if I'm just inviting her with this mild submission, the moment she looks over, to come and do something to me…

With the sound of ringing blood pressure in my ears as my heart slams in excitement at the danger. For a half dozen heartbeats, simply forgetting all of my resolve.

Chapter 79 - Trembling Toward Temptation: Warming, Weakening, Wavering