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 

Just as Ayala and Layla and I are drying off and preparing to have some lunch, we hear an awful sound. It’s Greyson, howling a distress call.


All five of us - me, Nash, Arnold, Ayala, and Layla - race to the pack house. There’s a crowd assembling on the beach, all called to that point by Greyson’s howl.


It’s Isaac and Regan, standing on the sand, looking equal parts nervous and infuriated. Regan’s arm is bandaged, bent up in a sling close to her chest.


It strikes me as strange that these two would come here without any sort of backup, especially after the defeat their pack suffered back in Bakja. I sniff the air, but there’s no sign of Malcolm or Miranda, or any of the other Arizona shifters. 


Finally, now that the Alpha and Luna are here, Greyson stops making his distress call. His face is pale, and he looks exhausted. Some of the other fighters help him stumble off to the side and sit down on the sand. 


Chapter Ninety Eight