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Returning to Creek Falls wasn't part of the plan. Of course, neither was getting doxxed by an overly zealous fan or having to cut off all communication with my friends in the name of safety. And neither was having a Drop the same day I make bull riding history. Really, the last two years have...

Bonding is cherished. Bonding is revered. Bonding is life-altering. Or so the Council says. While bonding was certainly eventful for me, it's been anything but the precious occasion pedaled by the Unified Council. But then, most Omegas know the name of the Alpha they share a bond with, and they...

Watching the dynamic between my mother and fathers has stripped the rose-colored glasses from me, though. I've never wanted to match. And I certainly never wanted to attend one of the glitzy galas the Council uses to woo Omegas. At least, not until an absolute nightmare of a heat a couple of months ago and the fallout of it. So now I have one night that will dictate my future. I'm determined to make the most of it. Running into the Alpha I haven't stopped thinking about since my time at the Haven last fall is a dream come true.

I've been suppressing my inherent Omega nature since the damn Council member delivered the news of my designation in the spring of my senior year of high school. I had dreams. I had travel plans. One stupid packet changed all of it—mostly. Four years later, I'm finally letting the Council match me with a pack. One night to determine the rest of my life. I'm skeptical until Logan makes the night fun, Carter makes it unforgettable, and Jude makes it intriguing. The Council pairing me with them is a dream come true.

Moving to Wyoming wasn't part of my five-year plan. Of course, neither was finding out my husband had a mistress. Or becoming a widow before the divorce was finalized. Really, nothing in the last six months has been anything less than a mess. Desperate for a fresh start, I pack up my life and move to the one place I've ever felt myself: Creek Falls. And it works, too, when I manage the statistically impossible feat of finding my scent matches.