They burned the world to get me back. Now, I’ll burn it to keep them. I used to be the boy who ran. From foster homes. From heat.
From three alphas who looked at me like I was theirs before I even knew what that meant. I packed bags and bolted and told myself it was survival—that leaving was the only thing I’d ever been good at.
I’m not that boy anymore. Atlas, Zero, and Bane Graves destroyed their empire to bring me home.
They handed over everything—every route, every contact, every piece of the legacy their father built—and they did it without hesitating. Without blinking. Without telling me the price.
Now the empire is in ruins. The enemy is at the table. And the three men I love are drowning in a mess they made to save me. They won’t let me help. They won’t let me close.
They think they’re protecting me. They’re wrong. I have three letters, a truth I’ve been hiding for years, and nothing left to lose.
When the world finds out what I am—what we are—it will cost me my mother’s trust, my stepfather’s mercy, and every safe thing I’ve ever known.
But I’d rather lose everything than watch them fall for me. It’s my turn to fight. My turn to claim. And this time, I’m not leaving.
