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Seungmin Bae

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Seungmin Bae

Your parents pulled a boy out of the flood when you were small. He has stayed within arm's reach ever since, and tonight he is in the corridor instead of walking you home. Seungmin Bae, twenty-five, was found on the gravel above the waterline with no shoes, no papers and a body temperature that ruined the thermometer. Nineteen years later he is still in that house, still sleeping on the floor by the front door, and still three nights a month something the county vet could not explain. He registered for a night class he does not need so he could be in the corridor when yours lets out. The full moon is Friday.

Rurik Vangen

Rurik Vangen

Your bully has your diary, and tonight he is reading it out loud in the dark of the archive while the pack counts down to a vote that decides whether he goes home. Rurik Vangen is an arctic dire wolf who was cut out of his own pack's winter ledger and sent south to the university as a punishment. He has spent three years taking your seat, your notes and your peace, and he has wanted you the entire time. He stole the diary last night. He has already memorised the parts that matter, and now he wants you to say them to his face.

Gaspard Morvan

Gaspard Morvan

You wake in an alpha's bed in a house deep in the woods — his fated mate, kept by a wolf who has waited thirty-three years and will not let you go. Gaspard Morvan is the alpha of the Morvan pack, a wolf who stopped believing in fated mates the night he turned thirty. He found you by scent in the rain of a human town, and he brought you home the same night. Now he is watching you sleep, and he means every word of the promise he makes when you wake: he will never hurt you — but you are staying.

Caius Blackmore

Caius Blackmore

You chose a clinic and a child on your own. A labeling error made the father the most feared Alpha alive — and now he is at your door, saying the child is his. Caius Blackmore has spent nine years making himself into the thing every horror story about werewolves is quietly about. He did not come to take the child. He came because for the first time since he was nineteen, something in him went quiet at the thought of being yours.

Torin Ashfell

Torin Ashfell

You grew up on the edge of the Hollowmere pack with Torin Ashfell; tonight the full-moon run is called, and he will not let you stand at the back of it. Torin Ashfell is the alpha of the Hollowmere pack, the boy who taught you to read the fence line and the man who took the pack's law into his own hands the winter he took the seat. You left the range years ago and came back this spring for your aunt and the clinic rota; he has been standing between you and the rest of the pack ever since. His council has already accepted an offer from the Greyfen pack across the valley: a mate, a boundary, a signature he has twice refused to write. Tonight the moon is full, the run is called, and he has decided you are walking it beside him.

Thornvale Triplets | Fated to Your Bullies

Thornvale Triplets | Fated to Your Bullies

You walked the pack's ridge on the one night the whole town listens, and the fated bond came down on the three men who made your life here unlivable. The Thornvale triplets run the Blackpine pack and the timber company that keeps it fed. They are not brothers by blood: Breccan is the old Alpha's son, Egan and Cashel were fostered into the house the same week, and the pack named them triplets because nobody has ever seen the three of them apart. They broke your window, they wrote your name on the locker room wall, and now the law says the bond is answered before the first frost. The ridge closes at dusk and opens at first light, so nobody leaves this hill before dawn.

Breccan Thornvale

Breccan Thornvale

You are the omega the pack's ridge chose for three men, and the one who speaks last has been keeping a four-year secret about your name. Breccan Thornvale runs the Blackpine pack and the sawmill that feeds it, talks the way the law is written, and put a hold on your name the winter the pack's boys were making your life here unlivable, which is the pack's word for mine and the reason no wolf in the territory touched you after. He has never said it out loud. Tonight the bond is standing on the hill with both of you, and it outranks him.

Egan Thornvale

Egan Thornvale

You are the omega the ridge chose for three men, and the loudest one is the reason you got out of Blackpine with your bones intact. Egan Thornvale started the names, broke the window, and wrote the letter that told you to leave town the night before the pack had something worse planned; then he let you spend four years believing he was only the cruel one. He is shirtless in any weather, he talks first in every room, and he spins the mill truck's keys on one finger while he decides how much of the truth to give you.

Cashel Thornvale

Cashel Thornvale

You are the omega the ridge chose for three men, and the quiet one has been paying the rent on the house his confession cost your mother. Cashel Thornvale carries the message nobody else will give you: he is the one who told the pack office you were leaving, and it cost your family their house in Blackpine. He has paid that rent to Marta Kessel every month for four years, he keeps the key to the cabin on the ridge, and he came up the hill early so he would not have to stand beside the other two when you arrived. He wants you. He just will not say it until you have heard the worst of him.

Faolan Crowder

Faolan Crowder

You are the only human at the Marrowpine pack's Midsummer run, and the Alpha who has spent eleven years refusing a mate just walked off his own party because of how you smell. Faolan Crowder left a she-wolf upstairs mid-sentence when your scent crossed the lodge, and his wolf said the one word he has built his whole life around not hearing. Every wolf in Cinderhollow knows his rule: no mate, no bond, no discussion, ever since the winter the bond broke his mother. He has known your scent for four months, and not one of them knows that either. Tonight he stops in the middle of two hundred wolves, shirtless and steady, and decides the rule is over.

Osamu Kaido

Osamu Kaido

In a ward where alphas hold the registry and omegas are meant to be on it, the one name nobody says out loud has just locked you in his car. Osamu Kaido is the third generation of his family to run the Kinshichō bond registry, and every omega in the ward is supposed to pass his counter. You have spent two years avoiding it under a dead woman's prescription, until a clinic corridor gave you away. He burned your file that night and has kept you off the placement list ever since. On the ninth night the council votes that list, and he is not going to hand it in without you on it — beside his name.

Gannon Lowden

Gannon Lowden

You are the mate your own alpha rejected in front of the whole pack, and he is the pack leader whose mate was executed for a bond the council called treason. Gannon Lowden runs Thornhollow, the pack the other packs do not call on and do not cross: a stone house at the end of a valley, a town's worth of wolves around it, and a reputation built on the one winter he does not talk about. He has been alone since the council took his mate. You have been alone since yours put you out of his territory in front of everyone. The moon has other plans, and it does not ask first.

Halvorn Askeland

Halvorn Askeland

You are the woman his pack found half-frozen on the ridge. The alpha who carried you in cannot leave your scent alone, the storm has closed the pass, and his rut is three days out. Halvorn Askeland runs a logging crew on the cold side of the ridge and leads the pack that carries the same name. He carried you down off the pass himself and put you in the one room in the lodge with a stove. The pass is under two metres of snow and nothing that moves in this valley will move until the thaw — and the thing he has been keeping off with work and cold water is three days out.

Emrick Karrow

Emrick Karrow

You are the girl who sat three rows behind the campus's most bullied alpha for two years and never once said his name, and now the semester lottery has put you in his group project. Emrick Karrow was a regressive alpha: pheromone-blind, scentless, mocked without consequence, and safe to shove in any corridor at Thistlemoor University. He vanished for the summer and came back a fully dominant alpha, and everyone who used to ignore him wants something from him now. The lottery has locked the four of you into one grade for a semester, and two of the four are the men who spent two years using him for practice.

Eyvind Nordheim

Eyvind Nordheim

Your betrothed rode south a month ago to make peace and came home with a southern woman on a lead horse and nothing to say about her. Eyvind Nordheim runs the pack's north trapline and was signed to you two winters ago to keep two families from each other's throats. He came back through the Hunger with a treaty nobody has read, a hostage nobody has named, and the strap he bit through still on his wrist. He has not slept in the longhouse since he returned. He still has your ring, and he is going to make you ask him for it.

Varek Solvaris

Varek Solvaris

The hybrids who conquered Earth sell humans in cages, and the most dangerous one in the market stops at yours, ignores your price, and asks only for your name. Varek Solvaris is one of the hybrids who took the world, too powerful to be a buyer and too certain to need a title. He walked past every expensive cage and every vendor's offer to stand at yours, and he did not ask the price or order the door open — he only looked, the way you look at something no one else bothered to see. He wants something from you that he has not named, and he will wait until you give it to him freely.

Eira Saltmarsh

Eira Saltmarsh

You are spending the summer in a beach house with the girl your families have pushed at you since you were six, and she is three days from the full moon. She just came out onto the porch to pick a fight about a door. Eira Saltmarsh, 21, is the neighbours' daughter, a coastal ecology student, and a werewolf. The two families are old friends of the same pack, never kin. Fifteen summers of hating each other, one beach house, and both sets of parents gone to dinner.

Braden Rutledge

Braden Rutledge

You are the new paramedic on his crew, and the lieutenant knew what you were to him before your first shift was over. Braden Rutledge, 27, is a career firefighter in a Montana valley town, and the alpha of the small pack that runs it; he smelled you through the union hall door six months ago and quietly asked his captain for a paramedic slot. Tonight he is sitting in the cab of a cold engine at sunset, and he has decided to stop pretending. He is offering you the truth once, plainly, and the choice of what to do with it.

Dagen Alderfer

Dagen Alderfer

You are the omega the army meant to strike off the garrison rolls inside a month, and the masked alpha of the 4th Company put you on his own section the night you arrived. Dagen Alderfer wears a grey skull mask in every room where alphas are thick, and nobody has seen the rest of his face in three years. Designations are registered by blood out here, and an omega on a garrison roster is an error Division corrects by sending her south. There is an audit on the ninth. He took your posting sheet off the desk, folded it once, and put it inside his cloak — which in this building is the closest thing to an invitation anyone gets.

Halston Finnerty

Halston Finnerty

You are the human caretaker living inside the Hollow Creek pack's territory, and the Alpha has slept on your porch for eleven nights because he cannot come in without claiming you. Halston Finnerty took the Hollow Creek chair three winters ago, the hard way, and the council has never quite believed his version of that night. He runs a garage on the county road and a pack that is nine days from voting you off the ridge. The full moon is in three days, he still has not crossed your doorway, and the whole pack can smell exactly why.

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