As an Omega, 17-year-old Sarah is used to being at the bottom of the pecking order, even in her new pack and new high school. But her usually-boring life changes when she turns 18. She expects to shift—and nothing happens.

Now, as if being an Omega isn’t bad enough, Sarah is also human. But Sarah, to her surprise, soon finds her mate: in the pack’s handsome and compassionate Alpha. And the lowly Omega finds herself rocketing to the top of her pack’s status as the new Luna. Just as it seems that life is finally going her way, Sarah learns of a terrible betrayal that results in tragic death, exile, and upheaval of what should have been her storybook ending… Or does it?

Sarah continues her journey, as she is put to the test with just how many life-shattering changes she can take. Will she live as an outcast? Or as the most respected member of her pack?

Sarah joins forces with her trusted and true friend, Ayala. Together, they search for Ayala’s true mate, attempt to unlock her shifter powers, and fend off threats from the deadly Coello. Can they escape his mercenaries, Isaac and Regan? Or will Sarah and Ayala fall prey before they can find their true mates?

Ayala, 18, has always been a hopeless romantic and a dreamer. After a whirlwind year, she’s ready to settle into her new life at the Santa Cruz tree house, with Jasper, Isaac, Regan, and the other members of the pack. When she suggests they host a bonfire, Jasper and the rest agree. It seems like a magical night. But when Ayala leans in to kiss Jasper, he backs away. She’s ready to give up on him as her mate when fate forces them into a cross-country road trip together. Soon, they learn they have more in common than they thought. Might he be her true mate after all?


The Alpha's Mate 

Arnold and Nash disappear somewhere, probably to try and tidy up the library, while Layla takes me and Ayala downstairs.


Layla putters around for a while, getting the spa set up. The hot water bubbles away, and the fragrant aroma of various herbs wafts through the air. Finally, we slip off our robes, which are embroidered with wolf imagery along the sashes and collars and are a recognizable staple of Layla’s spa, and slip into the water.


“So, young Luna,” Layla says, her body relaxing while her eyes remain alert and keenly fixed on me. “What do you have to tell us?”


“I wasn’t able to shift, even after I turned eighteen,” I tell them. “I thought maybe going outside in the moonlight would help, but it didn’t. My whole pack tried to banish me, calling me useless and saying that I might as well just live my life as a human. I thought that my desperation in that moment might trigger a shift, but even though my survival depended on it, nothing happened.”


Chapter Ninety Seven