ONE THING I KNEW FOR CERTAIN:
ONCE UPON A TIME RARELY ENDED IN HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Chosen.
Betrayed.
The Alpha and High Council would never stop hunting me.
Not if they wanted to keep their secrets.
My family offered me up like a lamb to the slaughter,
masking the brutality with the honor of being Chosen.
They lied.
I’d stepped off that cliff, surrendering my fate to the river below.
That’s how they found me.
Bleeding and nearly drowned.
Hunter and Wolf.
The Alpha's of the Carnage Wolves MC
They said I was special.
An Omega with the blood of an Alpha.
And their mate.
They’d claim me,
Body and soul.
Whether I liked it or not.