After a disaster of a first heat, I’m ready to swear off alphas and escape to a cabin in the woods. My body has other plans. Now that I’m awakened, I can’t survive another heat alone. Problem is, I hate alphas, hate packs, and really super hate the so-called mates I can’t forgive and can’t forget. Now my biological clock’s ticking too fast to handle, and I can’t wait on Wyvern Pack to figure out their damage. I’ll take care of my own needs. And if you can’t give me what I want, then get out of my way. Because this omega bites back.