She’s not their good omega… but she just might be their favorite killer.
They say omegas are soft. Gentle. Obedient.
I used to be.
That version of me died the year my foster parents betrayed me in the worst possible way.
Now I live by one rule—hurt an omega, and I end you.
They call me the Alpha Slayer.
Nobody suspects the ruthless killer cleaning house is just a single mom with a fake smile, leather pants, and a secret.
One kill should’ve been easy.
But it wasn’t.
Because it put me right in the crosshairs of the Renegade MC—three dangerously hot alphas with a mission of their own.
They’re looking for the Slayer.
Too bad they don’t realize they’ve already taken her.
Now my secret’s out.
They know what I’ve done. Who I am.
And worst of all, they know I’m their scent-matched omega.
I should run. I do run.
But there’s no hiding from the past… or from them.
They say they’ll protect me now.
Break down my walls. Make me theirs.
But I’m not built to be a good omega.
…unless it’s for them.
This year, I might finally have a new life.
A pack.
A second chance at love.
If I don’t kill it first.
