I went into the woods to be taken. To be bred. To never walk out again. Every full moon, my body betrays me—aching with need no human man can satisfy. I’m not just in heat… I’m _starving_for something feral. Something wild. So I follow the old whispers, deep into Blackpine Hollow, where the trees hide monsters and the night smells like sex and danger. That’s where he finds me. The Alpha. Massive. Merciless. Knotted. He doesn’t just take me—he claims me. Fills me. Knots me so deep I can’t walk straight. And just when my belly begins to swell with his pups, he offers me to the rest of the pack. One by one, they worship me with their cocks and their teeth. They breed me until I’m dripping, overstretched, and glowing. I went into the woods for a beast. Now I carry the future of the pack. Knotting. Breeding. Alpha/Omega dynamics. Heat cycles. Primal claiming. If you love your monster romance filthy, feral, and absolutely dripping with heat, Lilith Veil’s Claimed by the Knot will ruin you in the best way.