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)

​With the hallways filled to the brim with scientists and guards alike fleeing the panic Kaleb had ignited, running in the opposite direction felt like swimming against a rolling tide of frantic humanity.


​All the while, I kept Caius in my line of sight as we navigated toward the nerve center he'd described as the control room—the site where the South Moon Core was being processed into Luna ash.


​Once in a while, I would catch the gaze of a guard or scientist eyeing me with an odd look; however, as expected, they were far too preoccupied with their own survival to challenge me.


​A reluctant awe twisted in my gut like something sour and unpleasant. It settled in me fully that the human had devised this plan on such short notice, and that awe quickly curdled into jealousy when it sank in that Rafayel had been the only one to understand her fully.


Chapter 70 - You Found Them