Six months ago, I was bitten by my ex-boyfriend and turned over to his Alpha to cover gambling debts. I survived and escaped. After a mentor took me in and showed me how to live as a werewolf, I sought sanctuary in a small coastal town in Massachusetts.

I wasn't looking for a lover or a new boyfriend. I certainly wasn't looking for them, two beautiful, dangerous males who definitely weren't human, nor anything I'd consider part of the safe and somewhat normal life I'd told myself I wanted.

But I found them...and I'm keeping them.