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

Espen frowned. “Yes.” His voice might have gone a little too sharp. “Windows will be shattered, roofs might be damaged, trees will fall, and there might be a hoard of horny alphas tearing through the village.”


Fuck. Espen ran a hand through his wet hair. “It’s not your fault.”


“Not the wind, no, but the alphas. Normally, I’d have flown away before you noticed I was in your territory. I’d be gone before they could get me, but the wind…” He grimaced. “And now I won’t be able to fly for some time.”


Espen studied him. Where would he go? “Where do you live?”


Live?Pain stole through Arvid’s mind. He hadn’t had a place to live in fifteen years, never stayed more than a few days in the same place. Once he’d lived with a human man for close to three weeks. It had been the best time he could remember—then they’d found him.


Chapter 12