Shifting Their Ideals

To be a successful pack, you must have an Omega. Alpha and Beta shifters can become feral when congregated in large numbers without an Omega’s calming influence.

Eighteen years ago, I was kidnapped with my mother. They wrongly assumed she was an Omega. For 10 years, I watched them break her, beat her, abuse her in every way. They promised my fate would be the same when I came of age. They were wrong. I escaped, taking my two young brothers with me. We’ve avoided all other shifters for eight years. 

Until now.

Now a new pack has moved in, and they seem to have an interest in my brothers. In me.

I will not become someone’s toy.

I will not repeat my mother’s fate.

The shifter world seems to think all Omegas are docile and submissive. They are wrong. They’ll underestimate me, not knowing I’m more than just a shifter. I’m more than just an Omega.

I am a Therian. I can be any mammal.

So let them try and take me.

 How many times can one person be kidnapped in their life?

After the betrayal of my best friend, I find myself on kidnapping number three, but it soon becomes clear that the fates have more planned for me.

Apparently, just letting me adapt to six alpha shifter mates while navigating a relationship with my estranged fathers isn’t enough. No, why leave it there when they can throw in some more mates, a blast from my past, nefarious hunters, and unveil secrets that shatter my world?

One shock after another forces me to learn to depend on others, but I’ve spent my entire adult life only depending on myself.

They say you can’t teach old dogs new tricks. Let’s hope that saying doesn’t relate to omegas too.

Why does everyone underestimate me?

We might have been one step behind, but I’m done standing by and allowing the good things in my life to be interrupted, attacked, or broken.

After my fathers’ deaths and the two packs joining together, I thought our biggest concern would be searching for answers while navigating inter-pack politics. Life is never that easy, though, is it?

That search for answers abruptly ends when an unlikely blast from my past arrives with the answers we seek. This time Brody and his cohorts aren’t getting the last laugh. I will form alliances and be the glue that holds them together if no one else steps up.

I’ve met my eighth mate. His life has been anything but kind, and Brody is at the core of everything.

The beta gorilla has a lot to answer for. And with the help of my mates, my friends, and if they agree, the Council, I plan to make him pay.