Claimed By My Alpha Stepbrothers

"Forget Every damn thing about us being related we're not!! And if denouncing you as my sister's means having myself in you right here and now then you Aria is just a stranger to me"



Aria's life had never been her own.



Born to the Royal Bloodline of Silvermoon Pack, she was marked from birth as a mistake.



A girl.



An Omega.



A runt.



The curse of her gender was nothing compared to the shame of her rank



Her mother cursed her for being born female. Her father cast her aside, claiming her scent was wrong, her wolf too soft, too fragile to carry the legacy of their house. She was raised in silence and shadows, groomed more like a servant than a daughter.



But everything changed the day she turned eighteen.



On the night of her engagement, her bloodline curse awakened.

There she realized she had been cursed with a heat scent.



Worse… it awakened her own desires. Feral. Forbidden. Craving the very touch of those she had grown beside as siblings.

Her own adoptive brothers!!



It was

...

A heat no suppressant could cure.



A craving that twisted her instincts and tore at her sanity.



She was cursed—twice.



1. To drive those around her mad with lust.





2. To feel overwhelming desire for the only wolves she could never have.



Her Foster Brothers



Why?



Because in the werewolf world… desiring your pack-brothers is punishable by death.