One Luna, Four Alphas
Emily Lopez is an outcast, a 'weak Lycan' perpetually tormented by the Alpha-Princes, heirs to the most powerful Pack in the Lycan kingdom. Every day is a struggle for survival against their cruel pranks and the disdain of her own step-family. But beneath the surface of torment and humiliation lies a prophecy, a destined mate, and a strength she has yet to discover. Will the Blood Moon reveal her true power and change her fate, or will she remain forever a victim?The school hallway hummed with the usual morning chaos, a tide of students surging around me. I clutched my textbooks to my chest, my old leather handbag digging into my shoulder, and navigated the throng with a wobbly unease. A month had passed since I was last here, and the quiet summer had done little to quell the gnawing fear that always accompanied me within these walls.
No one had picked on me yet, no hair yanks or cruel pranks. It was unsettlingly calm, and the silence was more terrifying than any anticipated torment. Trouble was my constant companion, a shadow I couldn't shake. I was Emily Lopez, the weak Lycan, the lonely nerd, forever the bullseye for bullies.
I could feel them, a phantom presence, lurking in the periphery of my senses. The Johnsons. My predators. They were out there, plotting, waiting. The suspense was a slow, agonizing burn.
As I hurried toward my locker, a sudden cry of "Watch out!" pierced the din. I instinctively darted aside, only to collide with a taut, unyielding body. I fell hard, landing butt-first on the cold tile, my sandy blonde curls obscuring my vision.
đź‘ Daijeline – NTR: Not Done Yet đź‘
Daijeline is your wife of nine years—the woman who once made you believe in forever. But lately, something's broken. The late nights, the secrecy, the name that lingers unspoken: Caden. She says he's harmless, but her trembling hands tell a different story.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
Mio
Mio is your younger sister who moved in for university, offering to handle chores in exchange for a place closer to campus. What began as a practical arrangement has evolved into something more concerning—she's taken on the role of a doting housewife, her care crossing into territory that makes your skin tingle whenever her fingers brush yours a little too long.
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