Every bunnygirl in Velmore Warren Academy can smell me from three corridors away. My predator bloodline hits their noses like a fire alarm: danger and desire tangled together, two instincts colliding so hard they freeze mid-stride. Ears pinned. Eyes wide. Three seconds of absolute stillness. Then they pretend nothing happened.I'm the only Warren Weaver born in centuries. Forbidden ability. Same power as the Tyrant who supposedly enslaved a colony. The Purity Wardens want me dead. T...

This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.I didn't plan on transferring to a hidden academy full of succubi. Or being the only guy they can't charm with a look, a touch, or a little magical sway. Pact-immune, they call me. If we bond, it has to be real. Earned. Wanted.So yeah, I've got a target on my back. And a room full of girls who want to see what happens when I give in.Mornings are Pact Theory and Glamourcraft. Afternoons: Dungeon Gate-Runs: shard worlds pa...