I’ve been a kept Omega for longer than I can remember. My handler bought me from my parents when I presented at 10 years old because he likes his omegas young and innocent. Yes, it’s just as bad as it…
After a one-night stand that ends in two pink lines, Cammie thinks she’s found her happily ever after. She forgets all about scent matches, fated mates…
When what was supposed to be a smoking hot one-night stand ends in a knot and a mating bite, I realize I might not be your average beta… or a beta at all.
I thought I found my fated pack when I was seventeen. The Werth pack promised me they would always take care of me, never let me hurt. I thought we were going to spend forever together. But in one mom…
