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Hazel Thorne thought her biggest worry on her first day of university would be finding her dorm room, but instead she discovers she’s not even human. 
Welcome to the world of Greys, where she’s apparently part of some ancient “Spark Bond” that ties her to not one, but five incredibly powerful men who each seem determined to either protect her or drive her completely insane. 
There’s Rhys with his charming smile that makes her forget her own name, dangerously broken Jaxon who looks like he’s ready to burn the world down, brilliant Silas who might actually be related to her, fiercely loyal Ronan who’d probably take a bullet for her, and Headmaster Kaelen Vance who keeps insisting their connection is a mistake even while his eyes say otherwise. 
But Hazel’s crash course in supernatural politics gets deadly serious when Magnus Sterling and his rogue faction decide she’s the key to taking over the human world, and suddenly everyone wants a piece of her unique heritage. Just when she thinks she’s getting the hang of her new abilities and navigating the complicated dynamics with her five bonds, she ends up pregnant and a devastating attack tears her away from the men she’s grown to love. 
Now she’s fighting a war on two fronts, trying to master powers she barely understands while protecting not just her own life, but the lives of her mates and the fate of both the human and Grey worlds, all with enemies closing in who seem to know more about her past than she does herself.

Her Fated Five Mates

I stood frozen, staring at my shattered door and the four men storming into my room. Jaxon led the charge, his eyes wild as they swept every corner of my room, searching for the nonexistent intruder.


"I told you," I said, my voice quivering with leftover adrenaline and embarrassment, "I'm alone."


Jaxon's nostrils flared as he took another deep breath. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly, but confusion replaced his rage. "That's impossible. The scent is—"


"It's starting," Silas interrupted, his eyes widening as he studied me. He stepped closer, inhaling carefully. "Her heat. It's beginning."


My stomach dropped. "What? No, it can't be. I thought I had more time."


Rhys moved toward me cautiously. "Your dream... was it intense? Vivid?"


Heat rushed to my cheeks as flashes of my dream with Mr. Vance replayed in my mind. "I don't want to talk about it."


A Pack's Embrace: The Heat Awakens