Storm

Omegas are meant to follow the rules. To choose the right Pack. To keep the balance.

I did the opposite.

I don't want them. They don't want me. I'm only using them to get to the Alpha I can't live without. He might not be my scent match, but he's the only Alpha I trust. The only one who truly knows me.

But something unexpected happens . . . the Pack decides to help me. At first, it's just survival. A way to get what we all want. Me long gone and their life back to the way it was. But somewhere...