To werewolves, humans are maggots.
Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself.
The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin.

Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath.
Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it.
To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool.
But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield.
The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between.
Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. 

•Morally grey MLs
• Enemies to lovers
• Dark reverse harem 
• possessive alphas 
• betrayal & revenge 
• Angst 
• Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

​I smelled colors. Sounds had taste. The thudding of footfalls around me, as we all busied ourselves searching the ruins of a manor that once stood tall, tasted like rotting earth on my tongue.


​The place where I found myself was alight with scents and sensations I never thought possible. Even the air seemed tangible enough to tug on. Vibrance suddenly had a whole new meaning as I searched, dazed yet strangely alert and attuned enough to hear the beating of the four hearts in the space.


​The prickling that came from the feeling of being watched had morphed into something more tangible—a weight against my skin, a pressure that told me exactly where each pair of eyes landed.


Chapter 100 - The Locked Box