Fae Alphas' Courtly Claim: Thorns, Shadows, and the High-Court Heat

Elias didn't ask to be taken. One moment he's living an ordinary human life, and the next he's standing in the Unseelie court, cold stone under his feet and two Fae alphas watching him like he's already theirs.

Lysander, the Summer Prince, moves like warm light through a window. Vaelor, the Winter General, is all silence and iron control. They've hated each other for centuries. But Elias carries a rare omega scent beneath his human surface, and it pulls both men toward him in ways neither c...