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 soft morning light filtered into my room, falling across the mirror where I stood, dressed in my brand-new ESA uniform.

Tailored. Crisp. Immaculately ironed and packaged in threes when it arrived two days ago.

It should have filled me with pride and excitement.

Instead, my heart felt like a stone in my chest.

Luna Gwenith's words still clung to me like a stubborn shadow, curling coldly around my ribs and squeezing every bit of joy from my lungs.

I barely recognized myself anymore—wasn't this supposed to be the happiest morning of my life?

All I could think was: Just get through today, Elira. Just today.

By the time I reached the dining hall, everyone was already seated.

I lowered my gaze, offered my greeting, and took my seat—one chair away from Luna Gwenith.

Her silence was somehow heavier than words, and I forced myself to keep my breathing steady.

First Day