I’ve survived six years alone in these mountains by being no one. No name, no scent, no heat.
Then my own snare takes my leg out from under me, and I wake stitched into a stranger’s bed with four alpha wolves between me and the door.
The tracker who carried me out of the rain. The dangerous one who knows exactly what I am. The medic with wire scars he won’t explain. And the pack alpha who looks at me like a problem.
But my suppressants are gone. My heat is coming. And both packs I ran from have found my trail at last: my father, who calls me property, and the man who bought me at eighteen.
I bit the first wolf who tried to help me. He just smiled and carried me home. The men hunting me think I’m still something that can be sold. They’re about to learn what the mountain made of me.
Let them come.
Feral Little Omega is a scorching standalone why choose wolf-shifter romance with no cliffhanger and an ending where she doesn’t have to choose. Adults 18+ only. This romance contains content some readers may find distressing; full warnings are inside.
