Espen Urso would rather stay inside and enjoy a nice, sweet cake than be out in the worst storm of the year. But there’s a group of alpha shifters trespassing, and he needs to defend his territory and keep the people in his village safe. A group of wolf shifters he can scare off, but when he realizes they’ve hurt a defenseless little bird, he loses his patience.<br><br>Arvid Rai is having a bad day. He’s an omega on the run, with a group of alphas on his tail. If there hadn’t been a storm, he could have easily flown away before the stupid wolves got their hands on him, or the angry bear noticed he was in his territory. But there is a storm, and the idiot who grabbed him broke his wing, so now he can’t fly anywhere. Still, he deems it best to stay with the growly bear rather than having the other alphas fight over him.<br><br>Espen has never believed in the myth of omegas, and it isn’t until he takes Arvid in he realizes how much trouble he’ll be in when shifters from near and far learn he has one in his home. Will he be able to keep Arvid safe from other shifters? Is it even possible to defend his territory with an omega in it?

Blown Away

Arvid tried to breathe through the pain, but damn, his wing hurt. He should change back to his human shape and assess the damage, but he didn’t want to. The wind almost knocked him over despite sitting close to the trunk.


“Come on now. The sooner you get out of there, the sooner we can get warm, okay? And I’m hungry. You know what they say about a hungry bear.”


Arvid didn’t. Hungry asa bear, sure, but not what was said about a hungry bear.


“Come on. I know you can’t fly. I know you’re hurt. And I’m guessing you’ll be cold as hell soon. If it makes you feel better, I can drop you off in the village once you’re changed and dressed, but we can’t go there right away. I’m not walking naked to Rosalinda. She might never make me those Conchas again.”


Food?The bear was thinking about food? Didn’t he realize Arvid was an omega, or whatever bears called creatures like him? Swaying on the branch, he peeked out between the spruce needles.


Chapter 5