She is a scholar, dedicated to a life of quiet control. They are three reclusive, primal Alphas who shatter it in a single night.

Elara has spent her life in a fortress of books and research, her Omega instincts muted by suppressants and fierce intellectual discipline. When she accepts a position as an archivist for a reclusive wolf pack in their ancient manor, she believes it is the ultimate sanctuary?a place where logic reigns and her own untamed biology is blessedly irrelevant.

She is wrong.

From the moment she steps into the Blackthorn Forest, she feels it: a pulse in the air, a hum in the stone, and the inescapable presence of the three Alphas who rule this domain. Kael, the formidable leader whose scent is like iron and frost. Rhys, the dangerously charming diplomat. And Torvin, the silent, brooding protector whose gaze sees right through her carefully constructed defenses. They are everything she has spent her life trying to outrun: power, danger, and something far more threatening... fate.

When Elara stumbles upon a grimoire pulsing with ancient magic, she unleashes a power that binds her to them in a way she never thought possible. Suddenly, her suppressants are failing, her body is a battleground of desire and denial, and the very men she fears are the only ones who can guide her through the storm. They say this is a bond, a destiny written in the stars. But for Elara, it feels like a trap.

Will she surrender to the primal pull of her nature and the three Alphas who claim her as their own? Or will the secrets of the manor, and the darkness within them, destroy her completely?