Berlin Cahill has always been different. He was the smallest of the bunch from the beginning. When he did not shift at the age of 13, as all werewolves do, he was shunned from the social life of his pack. However, when he found his mate, everything changed. He was accepted once again, and his inherently shy nature slowly fell away. In a turn of events, the love of his life was killed in a rogue attack, causing his entire pack to be assimilated into a stronger one. But when Berlin finds that his second-chance mate is the Alpha of this new pack, will he be able to accept him? Or will he forever remain torn? ATTENTION: THIS STORY HAS BEEN REWRITTEN. PLEASE FIND IT ON MY PROFILE! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES AND THEMES.

Omegas are extremely rare, so Eli was used to being treated differently when he moved to a new town and pack. In that town there's a gorgeous alpha, a beautiful beta, and a dangerous psycho so hellbent on stealing him away. This story is a little bit different. More twisted and unexpected than one would initially assume. Not everything is what it seems.

What would happen if your one true love didn't know you existed? You were right there in front of him this whole time, yet you were just a shadow. That's how Zan felt about the alpha's son, Averick Carson. He was considered the alpha's alpha. Top dog, and champion of all champions. While Averick was the best at everything he did, Zan just sat in his large shadow, invisible to everyone else, including Averick himself. Of course, no one paid attention to Zan since he was the omega of the group. Most of the pack didn't even know he existed. So when the time comes, will Averick notice Zan?

"I'd never like you...I could never fuck somebody like you." "Makes sense," Miguel snorts, entertained that Jacob would take it there, "Despite me being an Omega, I'd never let anyone fuck me. I do such a thing...ever thought about that? An Omega fucking an Alpha?" Miguel saw Jacob's face turn pink, but it twisted up into something he didn't expect. He wasn't sure if it was disgust, if he was disturbed...or aroused. "You'll...you'll never be in such a place. You'll never be able to make someone cum by your hand. You're...just an..." Jacob stopped, beginning to smell Miguel's pheromones too. When he looked back at him it was clear what they both were hiding and inhabiting within themselves. It began to become too much to bear. That hate...was beginning to become lustful. "It's obvious." Miguel finally says calmly, and Jacob swallowed a lump forming in his throat. "Too obvious." Now neither of them bothered to hold back. The rest beginning to come into fruition with their very actions. ˙ᵕ˙ Omega-TOP x Alpha-BOTTOM Miguel x Jacob