Matching is pivotal.
Matching is momentous.
Matching is sacred.
Or so the Council says. Watching the dynamic between my mother and fathers has stripped the rose-colored glasses from me, though. I’ve never wanted to match. And I certainly never wanted to attend one of the glitzy galas the Council uses to woo Omegas. At least, not until an absolute nightmare of a heat a couple months ago and the fallout of it.
So now I have one night that will dictate my future. I’m determined to make the most of it. Running into the Alpha I haven’t stopped thinking about since my time at the Haven last fall is a dream come true. Until I realize he’s involved with the man that broke my heart four years ago.
I’m staring at a match that has heartbreak written all over it. Between the cold, aloof Alpha from the Italian mafia, the Beta that has more than a passing history with me, and a mother thats convinced she knows better than the Council on who I should end up with, something is going to break.
Unfortunately, no matter which way I look at it, the only reasonable answer is that it’ll be me.
And I don’t think Ill be able to put myself back together this time.
