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)

​I followed the crinkle of her brow to the alertness and curiosity glimmering in her eyes. Even now, I could hear the gears of her mind grinding to take it all in. I caught every micro-expression on her face, sealing it somewhere in my mind—the place where I kept my treasures.


​Her eyes flitted to me for the shadow of a second, as if she were trying to unlock what I was hiding behind my own. But I was well aware of just how far from the whole truth our story was. Even now, so many decades later, we knew no living being would be able to comprehend the Age of the Sundering and the hell our father had unleashed. Their minds would collapse on themselves. No one could know what we truly did after the war was "won."


​And all of it could also be related to why the visions we all seemed to have when we touched Aurora were false. All of them pointed to us knowing her before—in a childhood we could no longer remember.


Chapter 55 - The God That Hoards A Tear