Every Omega dreams of a pack…I just want to stay alive.
Overnight, my casual hookup turns into a psycho who leaves me battered and bruised. With no money, my nightmare gets worse when he burns my home and everything I own to the ground.
So, I do what any scared, self-respecting Omega does, and run. Hiding in a new city with a fresh approach to staying alive, I keep my head down until I get caught in crossfire. When I choose to play Good Samaritan to one man over the other, I stumble into their world.
I don’t get stolen by them, not bought either. They need me to fake pack so they can claim back their mafia crown. I need the payout they offer and a place to recover. They agree to wear scent blockers if I wear something for them.
Their whispered promises and lingering touches almost have me believing, but it turns out we’re all hiding some rather large secrets.
Except the biggest surprise is when Pack De Luca say this thing of ours has never been fake in their eyes.
Of course, nothing is ever what it seems. The deceit we walk in on is shocking, with far reaching consequences.
But there’s no way I’m letting my past take them away from me. Not when I’ve finally found something worth fighting for.
