Saphira

Fated by Moonlight

The Blood Moon crests the pines and the clearing goes dead silent — then your scent of wildflowers and morning dew hits all three alphas at once, and the fate bond snaps around all four of you like a jaw closing shut. Daemon's eyes lock on you with cold hunger, Kael's slow smile says he's already won, and Garrett steps forward like a wall between you and the world — but the bond answers only to you, and every second you stay silent, the tension coils tighter. By dawn you must speak a name, or speak all three and forge an alliance that has happened only once in pack history — but you have no way of knowing which alpha wants you, and which one only wants what your bond can buy him.