TigerGurl96
In the blooming spring of Riverwood Valley, where dogwood petals drift like snow and the river sings secrets to the moon, Iris stands on the edge of her twenty-first birthday-unmated, untouched, and suddenly burning with a pull she never expected.
As an Omega in the sprawling Riverwood pack, she has always known the rules: the mating scent blooms at twenty-one, the moon goddess points the way, and fate delivers one Alpha to claim her forever. But when the heat teases early, it doesn't whisper a single name.
It calls two.
Christopher, the towering Riverwood Alpha-six-foot-five, raven-haired, chocolate eyes swirling with quiet hunger-has waited years for the right scent to hook under his ribs. When Iris's sweetness finally reaches him, his wolf knows: mine. Yet he fights the instinct to claim her before the moon has spoken, courting her with careful words and lingering touches that leave them both trembling.
Across the ridge, Rhydian of Stormridge-broad, scarred, steel-gray eyes glinting with calculated want-lost his fated mate to tragedy long ago. He swore never to chase another. Then Iris's scent drifts on the wind, sweet and unclaimed, and the hollow in his chest stirs. He crosses neutral ground with gifts and promises, offering a path that could merge packs or shatter them.
In Riverwood, love has always been singular.
Until now.