Paschalinelily

A literal ‘red flag’ in a world that sees her as a threat.

Excerpt:
“You shouldn’t be here,” Zenon growled, his voice low, eyes dark with conflict as he leaned away.

Elira looked up at him, lips parted and swollen. “Then why did you kiss me?”

“I couldn’t resist you.” His arms tightened around her waist instead of letting go.

“Then don’t,” she said, without breaking the gaze.

“Remember, you asked for it.” Zenon’s eyes darkened with desire as his lips found the perfect spot on her neck.
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Elira Shaw was never meant to shine.

Born an omega to a once-respected Beta bloodline, she’s lived as a ghost in her uncle's home, the acting Beta of the Ashfang Pack. 

After her parents' mysterious deaths when she was thirteen, Elira became little more than a servant to her aunt and cousin, Regina, the flawless Luna-to-be, groomed to marry one of the Alpha's sons.
 
With no rank, no power, and no name worth remembering, Elira has long accepted her fate.

But her fate transforms on her 18th birthday — the night of the grand mating ceremony.

Not one, but the wolves of all three of Alpha Cyprus Ashford’s sons recognize her as their mate.

The pack erupts into chaos. Regina's engagement plans crumble in fury. And Elira, the despised orphan, is suddenly the most important wolf alive.

A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs

The family was already seated when I entered. And I can't tell why I'm usually the last to arrive.

Alpha Cyprus offered his usual warm nod, and I curtsied lightly to him and Luna Gwenith, who ignored me.

As I picked up my spoon, Alpha Cyprus turned his gaze to me. "Elira," he began, his voice calm but curious, "how are your lessons so far? Are you understanding the material?"

I straightened my shoulders, hands tightening slightly around the spoon. "Yes, Alpha. I'm trying my best. Rennon and Lennon are… very patient."

Beside him, Lennon huffed a quiet laugh. "She's doing more than trying," he said, glancing at me with a teasing smile that made my heart trip. "She's picking things up faster than I expected."

My cheeks burned. I lowered my gaze to my plate, but couldn't stop a small smile from tugging at my lips.

Something to be Worried About