Den of Savages

A paranormal reverse harem. Meaning the main character does not have to choose between her love interests. Keep in mind this book contains trigger warnings. Death, attempted rape on an adult, child kidnapping, and mentions of self-harm. Reader's discretion is advised: group scenes, blood play, breath play, knife play, and voyeurism. A psycho beta and omega that balances him. If any of the above-mentioned triggers you, please skip this book. Mental health is very important.Why choose, MM, MMFM, Med/Fast burn, Dom/Sub reverse, Forbidden Romance, Mate Bond forged against The Council, Alpha FMC, Crossover Characters, Standalone in a Shared World Blurb Welcome to Blood Moon PrisonWhat if I stole your life from you? Wouldn't you seek to haunt me? Don't you want to drive me mad with guilt or push me into insanity? I believe those last moments define you and what is to become of your afterlife. Those that die in gruesome ways cannot find peace or solstice. How could they, when I inherently cut their life span short because of my rage and hunger?The voices in my head are a constant reminder of those I killed. I'm plagued by those who died at my hand. Consumed with the constant need to absorb more of what life is—blood, pleasure, and power.With the voices urging me toward my demise, why not take all that life offers me? Consume anything and everything I desire; consequences be damned. Within the walls of Blood Moon Prison, there is only one thing I care about.Revenge. Get Help If you or a loved one needs help, always reach out! These are some amazing resources. Protect your mental health. Remember, you're NOT alone. National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 800 273-TALK National Suicide Hotline 800 784-243 Domestic Violence and Intimate Partner Violence 800 799-7233 Sexual Assault 800 656-4673 Glossary Faction -A group of shifters, witches, or vampires. Bond-A family of shifters, witches, or vampires. A bond comprises of Alphas, betas, and omegas. Raven Coven-A bonded group of witches. Elara Pack-A bonded group of shifters. They are usually called beasts. Scarlet Den-A bonded group of vampires. Have the ability to hide within the shadows. Sigil-A magical crescent moon birthmark that everyone is born with. It is located on the chest. At the age of ten, these sigils will glow with their status within the factions. Alpha Sigil-Glows red Beta Sigil-Glows purple Omega Sigil-Glows blue Ascending Ceremony-A ceremony at ten years old where the glow of your status is revealed Chaos. That's what had befallen our community. Overrun by those with power, they manipulated the weak, coercing many into doomed mate bonds. Males outnumbered the females three to one and were each all too willing to destroy one another. The prize? Unclaimed females. Destruction and poverty held us in peril. They sacrificed children. The community was in ruins. During the bonding ceremonies, the factions killed betas and omegas to satisfy their quest for power. Members of each faction eventually came together, hoping to find ‌peace. A council was formed from The Elara Pack, The Raven Coven, and The Scarlet Den to keep any one faction from gaining too much power. We are now referred to by our descended faction: Raven, Scarlet, or Elara. The Council created a boarding school named Blood Moon Academy. This is where the youth of the three factions learn their craft and establish new bonds. The Council warns against crossbreeding. They say we could become feral–combining our different powers will make us too powerful for our bond to handle. Some believe it's just The Council's way of controlling the power. It's even rumored they covertly create cross-bonds. We are all born with a crescent moon birthmark. At ten years old, the crescent sigil glows to reveal our status. A predetermined bond status that dictates your life and your future. When the glow is established and our bloodlust, magic, or beast form is revealed—each faction will inherit their ancestor's power. Some of the community will keep their children's status hidden in fear of becoming targets of The Council. Even a hundred years after The Council was formed, Blood Moon Academy is still thriving. However, some still use the bonding Chapter One The cat whistles and threats are daily in Blood Moon Prison, but I'm used to it by now. The hex on my hand is still as prominent as ever. Is today the day it will win control of my mind and finally make me submit to its demands, with its whispers getting stronger every day? Their call for my blood is getting louder, and the voices are like nails on a chalkboard, taunting me every second of the day. "Move," Thomas the guard grumbles, pushing me between the shoulder blades and urging me further down the hallway. I throw my head back and cackle, giving them a good view of my pointers. Gerald and Thomas have the pleasure of dealing with my sass today. I immensely enjoy taunting them as they escort me to D Block, where breakfast usually consists of stale bread and some lumpy, brown, unknown substance they attempt to pass off as oatmeal. Barf. Today is no different. I can smell the bitter notes of the disgusting gruel as soon as we enter. As always, all eyes swing my way. Plastering on my signature grin, I hold my head high and skip my ass over to the line for my tray of rations. "Morning, Nessa!" I chirp at the lady who always serves us. The inmates have always described the witch as monstrous, giving her a wide birth. She's just misunderstood. Nessa never replies to my greetings and refuses to give me her name, so I've dubbed her a cute nickname after the lock-ness monster, Nessa. Cute, right? I know. I'm a genius with nicknames. Nessa grunts in reply, as she always does, never really a morning