“"Tell me, Barbie..." Dante's voice was low and sinful as he leaned in closer. His fingers trailed down my neck, slow and inviting, making my breath hitch. "Are you trying to run from us... or are you waiting for one of us to catch you?" I hated how my b^dy reacted, how w^rmth curled between my th^ghs despite the warning bells in my mind. "You're trembling," Dante murmured, his l^ps brushing the sensitive sk^n of my neck. Knox chuckled, his grip tightening. "You're so s^ft, Little Moon. So e^sy to te^se. Tell me..." His voice dipped lower, "Are you shaking because you're afraid... or because you're turn^d on?" A small g^sp escaped before I could stop it. Adonis's gaze darkened, his thumb dragging over my l^p. "We should punish her for trying to leave," he mused. Dante's smirk was pure sin. "Oh, I have so many ideas." "We could ti^ her up," Knox added casually, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles against my h^p. "Make her beg for mercy." Three ruthless Alphas. Her step-uncles. Her fated mates. In her past life, Adonis, Knox, and Dante Logan hated her-tormented her, rejected her, and cast her aside. She died knowing they had never loved her. But fate has given her a second chance. Now, she's running before they realize the truth-that she is their mate. Because once the Logan Alphas find out? They'll never let her go.”