Her first Heat is a beacon—and the wrong pack answers.
When the Blood Moon rises, an Omega’s body can ignite a curse… or become its sacrifice.
Calla wakes to a fever she can’t explain, her senses sharpened, her scent suddenly loud enough to summon predators. Kael—her closest friend—recognizes the change an instant too late. The Alpha Pack does not. Drakon and Rylan crash into her life with teeth-bared certainty: an Omega in Heat belongs to the pack, and they intend to claim what her instincts keep calling for.
But this isn’t only desire hunting her. The Blood Moon’s curse is waking—ancient, hungry, and drawn to an unbound Omega. When shadows start to move and something in the forest begins to howl for blood, Drakon and Rylan swear a brutal oath: bind Calla to them or lose her to the darkness.
Now Calla is trapped between fire and fangs—torn between rebellion and the terrifying safety of pack-bonded protection. Kael’s heartbreak turns her Heat into guilt, the pack’s laws turn her fear into fury, and the night keeps closing in. The only refuge may be an ancient Oak…and the only way through may be surrender on her own terms.