I’m only in my 20s, but I’ve got empty nest syndrome - hard. With both of my brothers wrapped up in their own lives, I feel like I’ve been left at loose ends. And losing my job hasn’t exactly helped in the "get out and keep myself busy" department, either. A chance meeting with Henry is enough to prove how captivating an older omega can be. Getting to work with him as an assistant is enough to keep me on my toes. But finding out he’s my mate? That’s a twist I never expected. It’s clear that Henry is running from his past. I can only try to be the safe place he can land.

Being the Cook pack alpha is harder than it appears. It’s not about ruling over anyone - it’s about leading them and keeping them safe. And I’ve got just the idea to make that happen: unite the packs of Gypsum. Anything else is going to have to come second to that goal right now. Meeting Mason at a bar shouldn’t be so distracting to my focus. We never even went home together! But when Mason is injured by human hunters, I have to choose: the security of my pack? Or the safety of the omega who haunts my dreams?

Eight years ago, I was cast out of my family, out of my pack, out of the very land that had nurtured me since I was born. The charge? Shifting in front of a human. It might have been worth the banishment...if I’d actually done the crime. Now that my alpha is dead, I’m coming back home. I’m determined to return triumphant, to prove myself as the next bloodline alpha. Pack politics are complicated. But meeting Mike, my own sweet, eager omega? Loving him is the simplest thing I’ve ever done in my life. Too bad I can’t keep him.

I don't have time for mysterious strangers. Even the really hot ones. I met him in a bar the night before I left to move across the country - and I never expected to see him again. But then he followed me.... It would be creepy if he was just a stalker - but he’s not. He’s a protector, shielding me from a group of nutjobs who believe in dragons. He saved my life - but now it’s my turn. And apparently, the nutjobs aren’t wrong. Dragons are real. And I hold the key to saving them all.

Everyone has that special someone - their first love. The memory of that person who brings butterflies to your stomach and a smile to your lips. My first love was Owen Moore. He was my best friend's older brother - a broad, strapping alpha who never failed to make me feel safe. I spent most of my childhood at the Moore's house, their open warmth a welcome relief from the cold reception my own parents gave me. Owen never looked twice at me then. Now, I'm back in Blackwater, teaching at the local school. Owen's in Blackwater, too, protecting and serving as part of the police force.

Omega Connor Ford is a rising superstar in the physical therapy practice he works at, channeling his passion for healing the broken into every hard day’s work. Upright and ethical, he’s never felt more than a moment’s pause over the attractive alphas he treats. Until him. Alpha Mac Dawson made one stupid mistake: getting into the car with a friend who had been drinking. Now, grieving and injured, he’s scared - and taking that fear of losing his MMA fighting career out on everyone around him. Until one firm omega physical therapist takes him in hand.

I want him, but I can’t mate him. I’m only attempting to do the right thing. He’s an omega in danger, and I have the means to get him to safety. I’m not planning to keep him. If he understands the danger he’s in and still wants to leave, I’ll let him. And if he finds another dragon to love, I’ll step aside. After all, I’m not worthy of an omega. Not like this. Not while I’m...broken. 

I’m a proud Templar, like my daddy was, and his daddy. It’s my job to rid the earth of dragon scum...and the money isn’t bad, either. I never expected a dragon to show up on my doorstep, though. Or offer to help me find a cure for my Mama’s illness. And most of all, I never expected that I’d fall for him.

I have a confession to make. I'm not used to being the center of anyone's attention. I know that I've been sheltered. I was adopted by humans, and by the time I was introduced to the Blackwater Pack, I was awkward and shy around other wolves - something that never really went away. I keep trying to claw myself out of my comfort zone, but until now, I've never had a compelling reason.

We used to be in love...and to be honest, I still am. I’m at a crossroads in life. My body is scarred and battered. My spirit is struggling. But I have another chance to do what I do best - make a difference in the Army. Seeing Teddy again takes my breath away. He wants us to be friends. I want...well. I want whatever he wants, whatever he needs. I’m not sure that he can want an alpha like me again - too much history between us, too much time since I broke his heart.

I've given advice to half the town through my weekly advice column, but I can't seem to take any of those great gems and apply them to my own life. Namely: Just get over him, already! I've spent two years pining after an arrogant playboy of an alpha, watching him flirt with every unattached omega in town. All the while, my wolf has been howling at me to do something, to make this right. 

Lucian Smith, unwanted at birth, is a defiant alpha who’d not only dare anyone to call him unclaimed, he’d proudly display the proof. He doesn’t want or need a pack other than the family he’s built with his crew - the West Coast Wolves. For so long, it was just them - an unlikely pack of alphas who took to the open road and helped where they could, doing random acts of kindness and expecting nothing in return.

Finn O’Toole is an omega in an alpha’s world. He’s done everything he can to make sure that doesn’t interrupt his ability to get his job done, and it never has. Until him. Antonio Montoya is the notorious leader of the vigilante group STAHP, and stands for everything Finn despises. When the powerful alpha discovers that the Alphabits’ only omega is his mate? It doesn’t matter how far Finn runs...Antonio always gets what he’s after. Thankfully, Antonio has information that the Alphabits need.

I know that I can be gruff and blunt, and I've never really been the romantic type. Still, I thought we were happy together. It turns out my ex didn’t see things the same way. He cleared out my bank account and skipped town with another man, leaving me to pick up the pieces of our broken dreams alone. Let’s get one thing clear: I'm not ready for another relationship. But that doesn't mean I'm not up for a little distraction with an attractive coworker.

Finding your mate is for other people. Look, I’m happy for the success that my buddy’s had with his new dating app, but I think it’s all a bit of hogwash. I’m more invested in flirting with the bartender than any of the dates I’ve been matched with! So imagine my surprise when I see my hot bartender popping up as one of my top matches....