We are wild. All shifters are. But what they do to some of us…sometimes, there’s no coming back from the torture. The imprisonment. The horrors. All in the name of government and science. I made it out. The one I thought was my mate did not.
After escaping the program, I take in others who escape or manage to evade the scientists and their sterile white coats. Some rehabilitations are easy, but other shifters will never be who they were before.
My work leaves me no time for relationships or anything else. But I crave an omega who is truly mine.
In the middle of the night, an omega bear stumbles onto the sanctuary. He’s been shifted for a long time. He’s more animal than human.
And he’s mine.