No matter how deep you bury your past, the truth will always be unearthed… especially if fate has anything to say about it.

Alpha wolf shifter Jude wants nothing more than a family of his own. He's watched his friends pair off with their fated mates. They have it all—love, babies, and the whole stupid happily ever after. But when will it be his turn? It's not fair! It's probably karma for all the mistakes he's made. If he hadn't kept his past a secret this whole time, maybe then he would finally deserve peace. At first, all of it was too fresh, too painful to revisit, except it never seemed like the right time to bring it up. But now, years have passed, and it just feels awkward to say anything after all this time, so he just keeps it to himself where it festers and rots inside him. Yep, must be karma. Because when he finally catches a whiff of the one fated to be his… it certainly feels like punishment. Because his mate is the one thing he can't possibly forgive. He's human.

When human omega Morgan sees a wolf turn into a man (before promptly growling in a totally grumpy alpha way and disappearing into the woods), he doesn't question it for a second, because deep inside he knows beyond a shadow of a doubt—that wolfman belongs to him. “He's mine,” he tells his therapist, before being handed a prescription for antipsychotics. “He's mine,” he tells the bartender pouring him his third drink. “He's mine,” he tells the total stranger sitting next to him, just because he looks mildly interested and seems to be listening. Now, if only he could find his wolf again so he could say it again for him.