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)

​Silence crashed over the room. The haze of lust that had clouded my mind lifted like fog burning off in sunlight.


​"Thirty days," Zayne continued, his voice hollow. "We have thirty days to collect the remaining Cores. Thirty days until the full moon. Thirty days until the rejection ritual." His eyes finally left Aurora, finding mine, then Kaleb's. "And if we consummate the bond before then, none of it matters. We'll be bound to her forever. The ritual will fail. Lycaon will break free. The realm will fall."


​Aurora made a soft sound—not quite a whimper, not quite a sigh. Zayne's attention snapped back to her.


Chapter 122 - Confession