They called her the golden girl—Lily, my twin, my mother’s favorite. Me? I was the mistake, the afterthought. Spare Williams....

I stared at them, my so-called stepbrothers—Quinn, Jack, and John. My high school tormentors. My nightmares. "You’re our mate," Quinn...

Benjamin clenched his fists, his heart heavy with betrayal. “You left me because I was poor,” he whispered, eyes burning...