Evangeline "Eva" Woods thought a quiet life in the small town of Silver Mist would be her escape from the chaotic past that left her broken. But fate has other plans. On the eve of her 24th birthday, Eva discovers she is the long-lost Moon-Blessed, a rare being with the power to amplify a Lycan's abilities and bring balance to the supernatural world When Eva crosses into Lycan territory, she draws the attention of three powerful, possessive triplet Lycans-Dominic, Kael, and Lysander Graystone. Each brother is a force to be reckoned with, and they are bound to her by a bond deeper than blood. Dominic, the authoritative and protective eldest; Kael, the seductive and playful middle; and Lysander, the brooding and mysterious youngest-each one is determined to claim Eva for themselves. As the brothers' possessive love for Eva ignites, so does an ancient prophecy. The triplets must unite their fractured pack and confront a deadly threat-the rogue Lycans and a dark force tied to Eva's lineage. In the heat of battle and desire, Eva finds herself torn between the triplets, each of whom embodies a different side of the power, lust, and longing that bind them. But with danger closing in, Eva must embrace her fate. To protect the world they know, she must make a choice that could break her heart, or solidify the bond between them forever.
Chapter 1 Eva
The sharp sting of autumn air bit at Evangeline Woods' skin as she trudged through the dense forest. Overhead, the sky was a patchwork of vibrant oranges and muted grays, the last light of day slipping through a lattice of skeletal branches. Her boots crunched against the brittle remains of fallen leaves, each step echoing too loudly in the unnerving silence that had settled around her.
She paused to pull her jacket tighter, shivering as the chill crept beneath the fabric. Eva hadn't anticipated just how cold Silver Mist could get, nor how hauntingly quiet its woods could be. Her breaths came in visible puffs, dissipating into the heavy air. Her fingers fumbled with the edges of a crumpled map, the ink smudged from dampness and her own frustrated handling.
"Great job, Eva," she muttered under her breath, glancing over her shoulder toward the narrow trail she'd strayed from. "Get lost in the middle of nowhere-stellar plan for a fresh start."
Silver Mist was supposed to offer sanctuary-a far cry from the tangled mess of her old life. She'd come seeking tranquility, a chance to rebuild herself after months of relentless setbacks. But the stillness here felt far from serene. It was oppressive, pressing down on her chest like a weight. No birdsong, no rustling of squirrels or rabbits. Just the ceaseless whisper of the wind threading through the trees.
A sound broke the quiet.
A low, guttural growl.
Eva froze, every muscle in her body tensing. The sound was faint, but it prickled at the edges of her awareness, unmistakable in its menace. Her pulse quickened, thudding in her ears as her eyes darted through the shadows between the trees.
"Probably just a stray dog," she whispered, though even saying the words felt like a lie. A chill prickled her spine as her gaze caught on a flicker of movement-a shadow slipping between the trees.
The growl came again, deeper this time, closer. It reverberated through the stillness, a sound that stirred primal fear in the depths of her mind.
Eva took an unsteady step back, her breath hitching. Her boots skidded against the damp forest floor, and the sharp scent of pine and wet earth filled her nose. She knew she should run, but the predator in the shadows seemed to have already marked her hesitation.
Then, two yellow eyes glowed from the darkness.
Her chest tightened, the air catching in her throat. The creature stepped forward, emerging into a slant of fading sunlight. It was massive-easily twice the size of any wolf she'd seen in pictures, with a coat of black so dark it seemed to absorb the light around it. Muscles rippled beneath its fur as it prowled forward, its eyes fixed on her with a savage intelligence.
"Oh no," she breathed, her hands trembling. "This is bad."
The wolf's lips peeled back, revealing rows of sharp, glistening teeth. It lowered itself onto its haunches, coiled like a spring ready to snap.
Eva's survival instincts kicked in. She turned on her heel and ran, branches slapping at her face and snagging her hair. Her lungs burned as she tore through the underbrush, the sound of heavy paws pounding against the ground behind her.
"Help!" she screamed, her voice raw and desperate. "Somebody, please!"
The beast was gaining. She could feel it-its snarls grew louder, closer, its breath hot on the back of her neck. Panic clawed at her chest, but she pushed herself harder, her legs pumping as if sheer will could outpace the inevitable.
Suddenly, the dense forest gave way to an open clearing. The sunlight, golden and fleeting, bathed the grass in a soft glow. Eva stumbled forward, her feet skidding to a halt. Relief was short-lived, though, as her eyes fell on three figures standing in the center of the clearing.
They were tall-towering, even-and their presence sent a new kind of fear shivering through her. Something about them was predatory, magnetic, and utterly inhuman.
The man in the center was the first to catch her attention. He stood with the kind of authority that demanded submission, his dark eyes as sharp and unyielding as shards of obsidian. His black hair was disheveled, but it only added to his commanding air. To his right stood a golden-haired man, his emerald-green eyes glinting with amusement despite the tension in his posture. He smirked, the expression at odds with the predatory readiness in his stance. The third man lingered on the outskirts of the group, his silver eyes cold and calculating. His auburn hair caught the light, but there was no warmth in his gaze.
Before Eva could process the odd trio, the wolf burst into the clearing behind her, snarling. Its massive body blocked her escape, its golden eyes gleaming with hunger.
The man in the center stepped forward without hesitation. "Get behind me."
His voice was low and commanding, leaving no room for argument. Eva stumbled back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she obeyed. The other two men flanked him, their movements fluid, predatory, and precise.
"Rogue," the golden-haired man-Kael-said, his voice laced with disdain. "Persistent little bastard."
"It shouldn't be here," the one with silver eyes-Lysander-added. His voice was as cold as his gaze, devoid of emotion.
Dominic, the dark-haired leader, snarled, the sound reverberating through the clearing. "Leave now," he growled at the rogue, his voice thick with barely restrained fury. "You have no place here."
The wolf hesitated, its growls faltering for a moment. But whatever fear it might have felt was quickly overrun by instinct. It lunged.
The three men moved faster than Eva's eyes could track. Their forms blurred, muscles rippling beneath their clothes before their bodies contorted in a horrifying, mesmerizing transformation. Bones snapped and shifted, fur sprouted where skin had been, and their hands extended into deadly claws.
In their place stood three Lycans, each one a towering figure of primal power. Dominic, jet-black and imposing, stood at the center. Kael, golden-brown and almost radiant, moved with an unsettling grace, his eyes sharp and focused. Lysander, dark auburn and shadowy, lingered on the outskirts, his presence a quiet but menacing force.
The rogue wolf didn't stand a chance.
Dominic struck first, his claws raking across the beast's side. Kael darted in from the left, snapping his jaws at its hind leg and driving it toward Lysander, who waited with lethal patience. The rogue turned, snarling, but Lysander met it with a vicious swipe that sent it sprawling.
The fight was over in moments.
The rogue lay motionless on the ground, its dark blood staining the grass. The three Lycans shifted back into their human forms with a speed that left Eva reeling. Not a single scratch marred their skin, though their expressions were heavy with something she couldn't name.
Eva's knees buckled. She collapsed onto the grass, her breaths shallow as her mind raced to make sense of what she'd just witnessed.
Dominic approached her, his dark eyes softer now but no less intense. "You're not safe here," he said, his voice steady. "Come with us."
She stared at him, her mouth dry. "I don't even know who you are. What the hell just happened? What are you?"
Kael stepped closer, his smirk returning. "Relax, sweetheart. You're still in one piece, thanks to us."
"Kael," Dominic snapped, shooting him a glare before turning back to Eva. "We'll explain everything, but not here. It's too dangerous."
Lysander's voice cut through the tension like a blade. "That rogue wasn't hunting aimlessly. It was after her."
Eva's stomach turned. "Why? Why would it-"
Her words faltered as dizziness washed over her. The fear, the exhaustion, and the shock of what she'd just seen crashed down on her all at once. The clearing tilted, and her vision blurred.
The last thing she saw was Dominic striding toward her, his strong arms catching her just before the darkness claimed her.
Chapter 1 Eva
02/01/2025
Chapter 2 The triplets
02/01/2025
Chapter 3 A Bound Unveiled
02/01/2025
Chapter 4 The Awakening
02/01/2025
Chapter 5 A Bond Of Secrets
02/01/2025
Chapter 6 You're more than that
02/01/2025
Chapter 7 Safe
02/01/2025
Chapter 8 Bounding
03/01/2025
Chapter 9 Dominic
03/01/2025
Chapter 10 The Pendant
03/01/2025
Chapter 11 Bonding With Them
03/01/2025
Chapter 12 Eva Bounding
03/01/2025
Chapter 13 Training
03/01/2025
Chapter 14 She Belongs To Us
03/01/2025
Chapter 15 Fight Eva
03/01/2025
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