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At 25, Graham is an alpha werewolf that’s just come of age and that means one thing - it’s time to settle down. However, with so many omegas to choose from, an alpha is stuck hoping he picks the right name from a number of potential mates. Parker is an omega and Graham’s life-long friend. Upon reaching puberty, he was rounded up and tossed into an omega safe zone, like all other omegas. When he’s dragged to a mate choosing ceremony, Parker never considers the alpha waiting for him on the other side of the curtain might be the alpha he’s been dreaming of.

Jake: I know that I’m too shy to find a mate. Too timid. Too insecure. The only people I feel really confident around are my packmates - and Adam. Seeing my best friend again after ten years feels like heaven, but matching with him on Mate.com? Has the potential to break my world apart.

When Liam and I were paired together on the Mates.com app, I really thought it might go somewhere. The chemistry between us was sizzling, but he never called me back. Now, my business partner thinks that I should ask Liam for some business advice, but I’m not sure. I’ve come this far on my own...and this thing between us? Pure distraction.

I don’t believe in love - or shifter dating apps. But when calling out my YouTube rival for his promo of Mates.com leads to a friendly, competitive live stream, I’m prepared to put my money where my mouth is and sign up to prove that it’s all a load of hogwash. I just didn’t expect to be paired with him.

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....

JACK - My life ended when I was 16. Not literally - I’m no ghost, I just feel like one. It's a byproduct of losing your pack to a plague that skips you by like you’re not worth the effort. Chose all the good ones and you’re what was left behind. Survivor’s guilt, people call it. I just call it like I see it. I do a decent job of going through the motions. I’ve got a good reputation as an alpha, and everyone loves to joke about the only vegan alpha in North America. Some days even I’m convinced that this is it. As good as it gets. Then Dylan Kapernit walks into my shop.

Riley Lewis is an omega for hire, and he offers a specialist service - he can take an alpha knot without any of the emotional baggage. And now he’s got a client: a rich alpha who needs him to be a fake boyfriend. But Chase is adamant it’s just business. A fake relationship for show, to keep his father off his back. No sex. Definitely no knotting. But what’s Chase supposed to do when the immediate connection he feels for the omega turns into a soul-deep craving to be close, too overwhelming to ignore?