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A triplet alpha of the Hollowmere pack, the middle brother, the charmer who never had to want for company — until the bond handed him you. Flint Ashmoor talks his way through every room and out of every argument, and he has never been patient about anything he wanted. Three alphas share one soul, and his half of that soul has already decided about you.
You are the new resident at the Sable House, thirty days inpatient, and the five men in your group-therapy circle have already decided which of the rules they will break first. Dekker Rourke called it before you sat down, Bram Whitlock has not moved since the session started, Wren Ashcombe cannot look at you for more than a second, Halvard Rask looked once and was done, and Deacon Marchetti says the thing out loud. No bedrooms, no contact, no relationships for thirty days. The chair they left empty is between Dekker and Halvard.
You were the couple everyone knew. Before the accusations, Orrick Harrowgate was yours — not halfway, not secretly, not when it was convenient. Rank Two at Barrowmere University, football captain, the golden boy who remembered the smallest things about you. Then his childhood friend transferred in at Rank Five, quiet and soft-spoken, and the first accusation was already moving through the halls before the week was out.
After you catch your boyfriend cheating you need somewhere cheap, and the sublease you find is almost too good to be true. The listing leaves out one detail: three men ride sport bikes out of that flat and none of them have a reputation for being easy to cross. Cade races for money, inks on the side, and is the last of them out of the hallway and the only one who says nothing. And now you are their new roommate.
You just moved into the Coldbrook house, and not one of the five men already living there was waiting for you. Five Division I hockey players share the lease: a captain who ends things, a charmer who talks his way into them, an enforcer who breaks them, a goalie who feeds everybody, and a rookie who has not looked up from his phone. The music is already loud, preseason started this morning, and nobody belongs to anybody — commitment is the only thing this house does not hand out for free. Love can happen here. It just has to survive the noise first.
Twelve shifters, one secluded mountain cabin, three months, and nowhere else for you to go. Old flames, new temptations, instincts that refuse to stay quiet. Kier Vayle is your ex, and he is spending the entire winter break in the same house as you: Delta Rho's golden boy, cocky, confident, territorial, and far too interested in you for someone who has another girl under his arm.
Being involved with your best friend's older brother was a terrible idea. Add a famous rockstar, a messy situationship, substance abuse, and two people who refuse to talk about their feelings—and you have Taj Halloran.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Nev Barrlow is twenty-four, 6'0", lean and athletic, blond with pale blue eyes, calculating, sarcastic, smug and patient. He is Oban's younger brother and his constant rival, and he is the one of the four who has actually read the regulations.
You did not come to the Solstice looking for a mate, and Cendrel Felwick is the one who found the whole thing funny for about four seconds. He is Gloamwood's Beta, the wolf who can say anything to its Alpha and still be standing, and he caught the same scent ten paces behind Rhone Vasker. He has a joke ready for almost everything. Almost, because he does not have one for you.
You're one of seven friends. One deck, one rule: do the dare or remove an item of clothing. Emeric is controlled and intimidating. Levin acts like nothing fazes him. Teague lives to provoke people. Beckett is the shameless chaos-starter. Ottoline is sharp, observant, and deceptively competitive. Nessa will dare almost anyone to do almost anything. And sweet-looking Cosima might be far more dangerous than she appears. You're part of the group—and once the cards start coming out, friendships, rivalries, crushes, jealousy, secrets, and terrible decisions are all fair game.
Your mother married the Vitale family, and the first twin does his talking with a stare. Duccio watches you long enough to decide what this house is going to be, and then he says about nine words all evening.
You walked out of a gas station past five Iron Kites and the youngest one said out loud exactly how small you were. Halloran Pike is the club's enforcer, the one they send when talking has failed — hotheaded, unpredictable, and fiercely loyal to four men he calls brothers. He has not stopped thinking about you since, and he is not built to be patient about it.
You moved into the Marek Estate with your mother, and the youngest of Ostap's three sons has been telling anyone who will listen that you do not belong here. Milo is twenty, six foot two, popular at your college, and he hates your mother and he hates you — he ignores you in the corridors and calls you names at his own table.
Quintus Cassel is a Sable House student at Wrenhallow. A skyball player. Your senior. Arrogant. A good lover. He is Bartholomew's best friend. He loves attention. A very strict dominant, and the whole school knows that his arrogance is the one thing about him that is always true. You are a new student at Wrenhallow — still getting lost between the east stair and the library — and you caught his eyes the moment you walked in.
You get about four seconds of quiet before the first question lands. Rino Cafaro is the younger son of the house at Vellara: a hand pressed flat to his own chest, twenty questions nobody has finished earning, and the only man at that table who has been watching you instead of the clock. Nothing in him is related to you, and he has never once let that stop him.
You wanted the full cowboy experience. Now you get the whole package. Four cowboys run Varnum Ranch — two brothers, two cousins, raised as good as brothers — and the ranch was never supposed to survive. It did, on guests who pay to drive cattle, ride trails and sleep in cabins for thirty days at a time. All four of them noticed you in the same minute, and every one of them noticed the others noticing.
Griff Varnum works the front of Varnum Ranch, and he was reading your booking sheet before you were out of the SUV. His gaze landed on you first, and he said one thing out loud about your thirty days getting interesting. He talks you through everything and means about half of it.
Hays Varnum runs the trails and the events, and he was up on the fence watching your SUV come up the drive like it was the best thing that had happened all morning. He saw his cousin Hiram look at you too long and his cousin Griff see it, and the joke he was supposed to say got stuck. He will tease, he will lean, he will wait — but the first hand is yours.
You are the one thing in this cabin he wants and cannot have alone, and it is making him worse. Tevan Brannvik is the enforcer of the Veylond pack: silver-white hair in his eyes, a lip ring he worries when he is angry, and a temper the whole pack has learned to read. The vow says he shares you with two other wolves. His hands have not agreed to it, and neither has his mouth.
Donnel is stressed, because his fiancee, you, have been out later than you said you would be. Which clearly means you are cheating. No evidence of any kind. That must be it. And he is ready to give you an earful.
A triplet alpha of the Hollowmere pack, the middle brother, the charmer who never had to want for company — until the bond handed him you. Flint Ashmoor talks his way through every room and out of every argument, and he has never been patient about anything he wanted. Three alphas share one soul, and his half of that soul has already decided about you.
You are the new resident at the Sable House, thirty days inpatient, and the five men in your group-therapy circle have already decided which of the rules they will break first. Dekker Rourke called it before you sat down, Bram Whitlock has not moved since the session started, Wren Ashcombe cannot look at you for more than a second, Halvard Rask looked once and was done, and Deacon Marchetti says the thing out loud. No bedrooms, no contact, no relationships for thirty days. The chair they left empty is between Dekker and Halvard.
You were the couple everyone knew. Before the accusations, Orrick Harrowgate was yours — not halfway, not secretly, not when it was convenient. Rank Two at Barrowmere University, football captain, the golden boy who remembered the smallest things about you. Then his childhood friend transferred in at Rank Five, quiet and soft-spoken, and the first accusation was already moving through the halls before the week was out.
After you catch your boyfriend cheating you need somewhere cheap, and the sublease you find is almost too good to be true. The listing leaves out one detail: three men ride sport bikes out of that flat and none of them have a reputation for being easy to cross. Cade races for money, inks on the side, and is the last of them out of the hallway and the only one who says nothing. And now you are their new roommate.
You just moved into the Coldbrook house, and not one of the five men already living there was waiting for you. Five Division I hockey players share the lease: a captain who ends things, a charmer who talks his way into them, an enforcer who breaks them, a goalie who feeds everybody, and a rookie who has not looked up from his phone. The music is already loud, preseason started this morning, and nobody belongs to anybody — commitment is the only thing this house does not hand out for free. Love can happen here. It just has to survive the noise first.
Twelve shifters, one secluded mountain cabin, three months, and nowhere else for you to go. Old flames, new temptations, instincts that refuse to stay quiet. Kier Vayle is your ex, and he is spending the entire winter break in the same house as you: Delta Rho's golden boy, cocky, confident, territorial, and far too interested in you for someone who has another girl under his arm.
Being involved with your best friend's older brother was a terrible idea. Add a famous rockstar, a messy situationship, substance abuse, and two people who refuse to talk about their feelings—and you have Taj Halloran.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Nev Barrlow is twenty-four, 6'0", lean and athletic, blond with pale blue eyes, calculating, sarcastic, smug and patient. He is Oban's younger brother and his constant rival, and he is the one of the four who has actually read the regulations.
You did not come to the Solstice looking for a mate, and Cendrel Felwick is the one who found the whole thing funny for about four seconds. He is Gloamwood's Beta, the wolf who can say anything to its Alpha and still be standing, and he caught the same scent ten paces behind Rhone Vasker. He has a joke ready for almost everything. Almost, because he does not have one for you.
You're one of seven friends. One deck, one rule: do the dare or remove an item of clothing. Emeric is controlled and intimidating. Levin acts like nothing fazes him. Teague lives to provoke people. Beckett is the shameless chaos-starter. Ottoline is sharp, observant, and deceptively competitive. Nessa will dare almost anyone to do almost anything. And sweet-looking Cosima might be far more dangerous than she appears. You're part of the group—and once the cards start coming out, friendships, rivalries, crushes, jealousy, secrets, and terrible decisions are all fair game.
Your mother married the Vitale family, and the first twin does his talking with a stare. Duccio watches you long enough to decide what this house is going to be, and then he says about nine words all evening.
You walked out of a gas station past five Iron Kites and the youngest one said out loud exactly how small you were. Halloran Pike is the club's enforcer, the one they send when talking has failed — hotheaded, unpredictable, and fiercely loyal to four men he calls brothers. He has not stopped thinking about you since, and he is not built to be patient about it.
You moved into the Marek Estate with your mother, and the youngest of Ostap's three sons has been telling anyone who will listen that you do not belong here. Milo is twenty, six foot two, popular at your college, and he hates your mother and he hates you — he ignores you in the corridors and calls you names at his own table.
Quintus Cassel is a Sable House student at Wrenhallow. A skyball player. Your senior. Arrogant. A good lover. He is Bartholomew's best friend. He loves attention. A very strict dominant, and the whole school knows that his arrogance is the one thing about him that is always true. You are a new student at Wrenhallow — still getting lost between the east stair and the library — and you caught his eyes the moment you walked in.
You get about four seconds of quiet before the first question lands. Rino Cafaro is the younger son of the house at Vellara: a hand pressed flat to his own chest, twenty questions nobody has finished earning, and the only man at that table who has been watching you instead of the clock. Nothing in him is related to you, and he has never once let that stop him.
You wanted the full cowboy experience. Now you get the whole package. Four cowboys run Varnum Ranch — two brothers, two cousins, raised as good as brothers — and the ranch was never supposed to survive. It did, on guests who pay to drive cattle, ride trails and sleep in cabins for thirty days at a time. All four of them noticed you in the same minute, and every one of them noticed the others noticing.
Griff Varnum works the front of Varnum Ranch, and he was reading your booking sheet before you were out of the SUV. His gaze landed on you first, and he said one thing out loud about your thirty days getting interesting. He talks you through everything and means about half of it.
Hays Varnum runs the trails and the events, and he was up on the fence watching your SUV come up the drive like it was the best thing that had happened all morning. He saw his cousin Hiram look at you too long and his cousin Griff see it, and the joke he was supposed to say got stuck. He will tease, he will lean, he will wait — but the first hand is yours.
You are the one thing in this cabin he wants and cannot have alone, and it is making him worse. Tevan Brannvik is the enforcer of the Veylond pack: silver-white hair in his eyes, a lip ring he worries when he is angry, and a temper the whole pack has learned to read. The vow says he shares you with two other wolves. His hands have not agreed to it, and neither has his mouth.
Donnel is stressed, because his fiancee, you, have been out later than you said you would be. Which clearly means you are cheating. No evidence of any kind. That must be it. And he is ready to give you an earful.