"Tell me you don't want this."Alexei's voice was rough velvet against my ear, his body pinning me to the wall of his office. His hand slid down my side, possessive and claiming, fingers digging into my hip hard enough to bruise."Tell me you don't feel it every time I touch you."I couldn't. Because I did want it. Wanted him. Wanted all three of them with an intensity that terrified me.His other hand wrapped around my throat, tilting my head back. Not choking. Just controlling. Making sure I couldn't look away when he said, "You were sent here to kill us. Instead, you're about to beg me to f**k you. Ironic, isn't it?""I don't beg," I whispered.His smile was pure sin. "You will."I was genetically engineered to destroy them.I fell in love instead.Now they'll burn the world to keep me.My name is Anya. At least, that's what they call me now.I don't remember who I was before Project Seventh took me at age eight. Before they modified my genetics, suppressed my wolf, and spent fifteen years turning me into the perfect weapon.My mission was simple: infiltrate the Volkov Bratva. Make the three Alpha brothers believe I'm their fated mate. Gain their trust. Then eliminate them.Simple. Clinical. Impossible to fail.Except I didn't count on them.Alexei Volkov – The Pakhan. Brutal. Beautiful. Built from violence and wrapped in expensive suits. He rules the Russian supernatural underworld with calculated cruelty and absolutely no mercy. He should terrify me. Instead, when he backs me against walls and growls that I'm his, my body ignites.Dimitri Volkov – The strategist. Paranoid genius with ice-blue eyes that see through every lie. He knows I'm hiding something. He's determined to uncover every secret. And when he finally does, when he discovers what I really am, he doesn't run. He claims me harder.Nikolai Volkov – The one who smiles. Which makes him the most dangerous. Because he treats me like I'm precious instead of a weapon. He makes me remember what it feels like to be human. To be wanted for more than my kill count.The mate bond was supposed to be one-sided. They'd feel the pull. I'd feel nothing.They lied.Every touch drops my immunity. Every kiss makes me forget my training. Every heated look reminds me that I'm not just pretending anymore.Worse? I just discovered I'm not even human. I'm a wolf who was forced to forget. Suppressed, modified, weaponized against my own kind.And my wolf is waking up. Demanding I claim what's mine.Three Alphas who should be dead. One Omega who's remembering how to bite back.But my organization isn't done with my sister. And I'm burning Project Seventh to the ground.Even if I have to become the monster they created to do it.