My faith in omegas died a few years ago when my husband left me for one he called his fated mate. I haven’t heard from him since he packed up and walked out the door. His new mate wants nothing to remind him of the life we shared. Not even our child.
I invested in Cuffed, too busy with my family to do more than visit occasionally, but since Damon left, I need something to do. A distraction. Something to make me feel useful.
On monitor duty one night, I see an omega helping another omega who isn’t doing so well. I will ignore my wolf’s insistence that we’ve found our mate. I will never fall in love again, but this kind, caring omega could be a dad to my son. I must put his needs first.
