*Steamy Omega-Verse inspired, Reverse Harem Werewolf* This is a share romance, the FMC has multiple love interests
18-year-old Grayson has a secret. Every day that Gray hides this secret, it holds her more and more at the mercy of the Four Alphas of Moonstone Mountains. Though her father was a well-established beta in the Moonstone territory, Gray's mother was a lone wolf, a wanderer. A rare race of wolf called a Gypsy. Instead of granting these wolves elemental powers, such as the alphas were gifted, the moon goddess gave these wolves spiritual powers. Feared by pack wolves, these wanderers were cast out of pack society and forced into exile. The gene was passed down to her daughter. Gray is a Gypsy.
Ares, Jagger, Ryker, and Finn have lived in the Moonstone territory their entire lives. Only recently had The Society bestowed the rule of the territory upon them. Though they are only 18 and still in high school, they had proven themselves more than worthy of leading. The Moonstone territory had been at peace for years with its carefully placed hierarchy system. The Alphas, along with other highly-ranked wolves, were born Acrobats. The moon goddess blessed them with powers from the four elements. The Alphas plan to rule like those before them did, with complete and utmost bloodlust and ruthlessness.
Though that shouldn't be a problem for Gray. She plans to stay hidden like she's always been. No one will know she is a wolf, or a gypsy. No one will find out that she's been keeping the mating bond a secret from her four Alpha mates. They will just think that she is a human, born with no connection to wolves. There's no reason for four of the most powerful and not to mention hot Alphas to be sniffing into her business. Unless of course, they want to claim her for themselves before The Society has a chance to snuff out the sparkle in her eyes.
*Adult themes of race wars, abuse, and steamy time*
"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good.
"Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below.
"Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs."
"Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier.
"The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot.
"It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?"
"Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate.
"Can I mark you, Alpha?"
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When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent?
⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18