THREE BROTHERS! ONE MATE!

Trapped in a life of abuse and servitude within her own pack, Skyler Jackson's 18th birthday promises a new beginning—her first shift. But destiny has a far more complex plan than mere freedom. When the Alpha she serves brutally humiliates her, an unexpected protector emerges: a powerful Alpha who claims her as his mate. This pivotal moment thrusts Skyler into a world she never imagined, challenging everything she knows about loyalty, power, and the true meaning of family. Will her newfound mates be her salvation or merely another gilded cage?

THREE BROTHERS! ONE MATE!

Trapped in a life of abuse and servitude within her own pack, Skyler Jackson's 18th birthday promises a new beginning—her first shift. But destiny has a far more complex plan than mere freedom. When the Alpha she serves brutally humiliates her, an unexpected protector emerges: a powerful Alpha who claims her as his mate. This pivotal moment thrusts Skyler into a world she never imagined, challenging everything she knows about loyalty, power, and the true meaning of family. Will her newfound mates be her salvation or merely another gilded cage?

The sun, a mocking beacon, pierced through the grimy window of Skyler's attic room, dragging her from a pain-induced stupor. A familiar, grating yell echoed from downstairs—"SKYLER! SKYLER!"—her brother James's voice, laced with its usual contempt. Every muscle screamed in protest as she stretched, a grim testament to last night's brutal punishment.

Her eyes darted to the clock, and a cold wave of terror washed over her. Past eight. She should have been up hours ago, preparing breakfast for the entire pack. Her alarm, a cruel deception, had gone off, but the agony had claimed her, pulling her into a deep, desperate unconsciousness the moment she hit the bed.

Scrambling from the thin mattress, she stumbled towards the small, unheated bathroom. A quick, frigid wash, then she pulled on oversized, concealing clothes—black skinny jeans, a long-sleeved t-shirt, and a voluminous hoodie, each piece a shield against prying eyes and the chill that always clung to her.

She raced down the stairs, desperate to make up for lost time, but fate, or rather, James, intervened. A foot shot out, tripping her on the final step. She landed with a sickening thud, cheekbone connecting sharply with the hard floor. A groan escaped her lips, quickly stifled as she looked up to see James, a cruel smirk twisting his features, standing above her. His words, a venomous hiss, promised further retribution.