Not Today, Alphas!
When I was young, I saved a fae—charming and extremely handsome. In return, he offered me one wish, and I, lost in romantic fantasies, asked for the strongest wolves to be obsessed with me. It sounded dreamy—until it wasn’t.
Obsession, I learned, is a storm disguised as a dream.
First up, my stepbrother—his obsession turned him into a tormentor. Life became unbearable, and I had to escape before a mating ceremony that felt more like a nightmare than a love story.
But freedom was short-lived. The next wolf found me, nearly made me his dinner, and kidnapped me away to his kingdom, proclaiming I would be his Luna. He wasn’t as terrifying, but when he announced our wedding plans (against my will, obviously), his best friend appeared as competitor number three.
“Great! Just what I needed,” I thought.
This third wolf was sweet, gentle, and truly cared—but, alas, he wasn’t my type.
Desperate, I tracked down the fae. “Please, undo my wish! I want out of this romantic disaster!” My heart raced; I really needed him to understand me.
He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, you’re on your own. But I can help you pick the best one out of them!”
How do I fix this mess? Facing three intense wolves:
“Marry me, I’ll kill anyone who bothers you!” the first declared fiercely.
“No, marry me! I’ll make you the happiest ever,” the second pleaded.
“I’ll destroy every kingdom you walk into. You’re mine!” the third growled, eyes blazed.
“Seriously, what have I gotten myself into?” A long sigh escaped my lips.
Caught between a curse and a hard place, I really just wanted peace and quiet…but which one do I choose?
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