Now posting to Royal roads>>>>> Alera is nineteen with no past and no name beyond the one given to her by the master who vanished without a word. With nothing but the memory of his voice she steps into Varynthia a continent ruled by Lycans, where moon-born Lunars command desire and witches bend reality. Yet Alera does not belong to either. She is something far more dangerous. Where she walks mate bonds tremble. Wolves lose themselves to obsession. Even the Alpha bloodlines feel their instincts warp at the scent of her existence. They call her a curse. A temptation. A living omen. But Alera cares for none of them. She wants only to find her master. But Varynthia does not let go of what it craves. And every Alpha that lays eyes on her swears they will be the last. Will Alera reach her master first Or be claimed by a world that refuses to let her go
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