With My Brother’s 3 Best Friends

My first attempt at overcoming trauma was a fun encounter with an alpha in the dark.

It was only when the light shone on his gorgeous face that I realized he was off limits, and I had to flee with his baby in my tummy.

Years later, my packless son and I and have been through hell and we pounce at the first chance to run from our ordeal. Little did I know our escape would be a reunion with not just his father, but two other wealthy alphas from my unhappy childhood. I just might be in for more heartache but maybe this alpha pack is just what this broken, unbonded omega needs…