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 along the way, emotions tangle, lines blur, and maybe, just maybe . . . I don't want to leave.

Now, the city is in chaos, the authorities are closing in, and time is running out. But I've never been the kind of Omega to back down.

Rules be damned. I'm fighting for what's mine.

Contains mature themes.