Todd Morgan is sick. He doesn't know what's wrong with him, but he's been weak and feverish for days. Which doesn't help since he and his pack have been captured by humans looking to study Todd and his kind, and they're very interested in Todd's pregnancy.
When a couple of alpha's bust through the doors to rescue him, Todd is relieved, and very drawn to the scent of lust that radiates from the strong, scarred alpha. He wants this man, desperately.
Max has no last name, just a number tattooed on his forearm. He is a wolfhound, a creature bred in a human lab to hunt and kill werewolves. But he and his pack have escaped, and they have control now, so everything should be fine. Though, he never expected to actually mate with an omega, let alone
When a couple of alpha's bust through the doors to rescue him, Todd is relieved, and very drawn to the scent of lust that radiates from the strong, scarred alpha. He wants this man, desperately.
Max has no last name, just a number tattooed on his forearm. He is a wolfhound, a creature bred in a human lab to hunt and kill werewolves. But he and his pack have escaped, and they have control now, so everything should be fine. Though, he never expected to actually mate with an omega, let alone