Peacock Me Like A Hurricane

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Life's a circus, and I'm the hapless ringmaster trying to keep my polycule-and my sanity-together while everything burns down around me. Literally. . First, let's talk about my mate Taurus. Bold, brash, and annoyingly sexy, he's the kind of guy who would crack a baby joke and not realize it's going to send my entire existence spiraling into chaos. Did I mention he might actually be serious about the whole "starting a family" thing? Cue my panic sweat. My mating with Taurus hasn't exactly won me any popularity contests in our community. Alistair and Rhea? Gone. Wilde and Sari? Cranking the abuse meter to maximum and coming for my throat like it's their personal mission. And then there's the Beltane ritual. What's a little fire magic and chaos between friends, right? Except that one little ritual has changed everything. Like, I-went-into-heat-and-my-life-flipped-upside-down kind of everything. Now, on top of navigating relationship drama, I've got the Resistance factions brewing a war that's about to explode in our faces. Keeping Rafe safe? Number one priority. Trying to figure out if Taurus and I can actually conceive? Apparently also a priority¿ because why not add motherhood to this hot mess? Oh, and just when I thought my plate was full, turns out I've got actual magic. Like, real magic. As if my life wasn't complicated enough, now I'm a walking power source in a war that's gunning for people like me. So, will I keep my family together? Survive the backlash of my choices? Maybe even end up pregnant? One thing's for sure: they haven't seen the last of Delilah. Let's just hope the Resistance is ready for this hurricane.

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