FERAL BONDS (The Blackwood Legacy Book 1)
He's the Alpha heir who despises Omegas. Fate gives him one as a mate. Now his body craves what his soul is sworn to destroy.
**BLURB:**
Jake Blackwood is a blade forged in his father's cruelty. As heir to the most brutal Alpha pack in the territory, his creed is simple: **No Weakness. No Mercy. No Omegas.** They are slaves, tools, filth - a lesson beaten into him since his Omega mother's betrayal shattered his world. His future is iron-clad: rule with an iron fist, crush his enemies, and never, *ever* succumb to the treacherous lure of an Omega's scent.
**Until he smells *vanilla and lightning*.**
Eliot Storm is an enigma wrapped in white hair and fierce red eyes. An Omega in a pack where they have no rights, only duties. But Eliot doesn't cower. He doesn't beg. He watches the future Alpha with a gaze that sees too much and a defiance that burns like embers. When Jake drags him into the shadows to reject their bond, Eliot doesn't tremble. He steps closer. He breathes in Jake's scent of power and storm. He whispers, ***"You don't want to do that, mate."***
**The rejection dies on Jake's lips.**
Now, Jake is at war. With his father's legacy. With his pack's brutal laws. And most dangerously, **with himself.* Every glance from Eliot is a brand. Every whisper of that intoxicating scent makes his control unravel. His body screams to claim, to dominate, to lose himself in the heat promised by those sinful curves and challenging eyes. But claiming an Omega, especially a male Omega, is treason. It would shatter his world.
As tensions rise and an unseen enemy threatens the pack, Jake walks a razor's edge. One touch could ignite a fire that consumes them both. One moment of weakness could destroy everything. But the bond is a living thing, primal and relentless, whispering that Eliot is **his**. His to protect. His to possess. His to ruin.
*Will Jake surrender to the feral bond demanding his soul... or become the monste
