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)

The transition from terrifying Alpha to a concerned… whatever she was trying to be... was jarring. She didn't move as I strolled past, showing my back to her as I picked up the plastic bags I'd intentionally dropped.

And the fact that she didn't do anything does not mean she didn't desire to. I could feel that proof as goosebumps flaring along my neck and twinges of static from the Intuition.

> This is bad for my heart, Vrika! <

I'm not sure why I bothered to speak to the creature trying to dig a hole out of the fenced enclosure I placed it in. Truly, the silly wolf should not have expressed the desires that it did.

To think, it wanted me to go groom her! I am quite certain that I have never been so forward as to do something like that before I've even shared a meal…

Chapter 80 - Jacket Comes Off, Casual Turns On