MEETING MY FATED MATE WAS MAGICAL. Then he rejected me, threw me in the trunk of his car, and sold me into a backwater fighting club full of rabid werewolves. My pack and family have no idea I'm in danger and my inner-wolf is still crying over the guy who rejected me, so I'm on my own. At least I think so, until I realize I have the ability to tame rabid shifters. But I have no idea how to use it--and accidentally end up with a dozen crazed wolves protecting me like I'm their favorite chew toy. The only other sane trapped werewolf is a sexy, infuriating jerk who calls himself Knockout. He might be my ticket out of the fight club, but I don't know if I can trust him. And even if I can, those dozen werewolves who think I'm theirs to protect? They're not letting go. I have to find a way out before I get too attached to the rabid wolves around me… Especially Knockout. Or the gift that's keeping me alive just might become my undoing. *This new adult urban fantasy features sass, cinnamon rolls, and slow burn romance. It is NOT reverse harem. *Possible triggers include violence and abuse (not between romantic partners)