The Lost Alphas

I came to Havenfall Academy to help my brother start a new life.

Instead, I freed three alpha wolves who were never supposed to be found.

For six years, the headmaster of Irongate controlled me by paying for my brother’s care. Now Maddox is dead, Eli is safe at Havenfall, and I’m finally free to build a life of my own.

There’s just one problem.

I have absolutely no idea what I want that life to look like.

Then Eli tells me he can feel someone moving beneath the academy.

I open a door that was supposed to stay sealed and find three dangerously powerful men trapped in magical restraints. Their names have been erased. Their families have disappeared. According to every official record, they’ve been dead for years.

They look very much alive to me.

Especially when all three of their wolves recognize my snow leopard.

Mate.

As if one powerful alpha wouldn’t be complicated enough, fate gives me three:

Dean - The dominant alpha whose voice can bring a courtyard of wolves to their knees. He doesn’t need a title to lead, and he never needs to raise his voice.

Finn - The golden-eyed alpha who smiles through pain and makes me feel safe enough to want more. But threaten his mate or his pack, and all that warmth turns lethal.

Cole - The coldest and most ruthless of the three. The Registry taught him to kneel. Now he forces their wolves down at his feet.

Sharing a mate should make three alphas turn on each other.

Instead, they agree on one thing.

None of them is giving me up.

Which would be distracting enough without the Registry arriving at Havenfall with an order to take them away.

Because my alphas weren’t random prisoners. They’re the missing heirs to the founding bloodlines that once held power over every regional pack.

Someone erased them for a reason.

Now we have seventy-two hours before the Registry comes to take them by force.

They buried the lost alphas once.

This time, they’re awake.