PoisonVerse Noir

I'm an omega left behind. I'm damaged, forced to hide my nature, with a scent that can turn alphas violent. I was told there would be no normal, no friends, or dream pack waiting in the distance. But I have one last chance at love. Tomorrow, at the academy ball, my scent blockers will fade. My mates-the ones I was told I would never have-will see me. But with one night to go, everything falls apart, and I find myself blackmailed by ruthless alphas. They are set on keeping my scent for themselves. Dusk, Umbra, and Ransom are the only alphas in the school more prestigious than my mates. Arrogant, beautiful, and deadly, they're an enigma, shunning all omega attention. Until now. Too late, I learn that their pack lead, Dusk Varis, is as obsessed as he is unhinged. He doesn't care about my dreams or scent-matched mates. He claims what he wants without asking. And what he wants is me.

I thought I'd faced the worst. Blackmailed and claimed before the whole academy, the Kingsman pack stole me from my mates and kept my scent for themselves. Now, struggling to fit in in class, I only have one friend, and I'm forced to watch, every day, as my mates fall for her. But these alphas' obsessions sink their claws deep, blurring right from wrong. Dusk, Umbra, and Ransom are flipping the script, and it's making me wonder the impossible: Did they steal me from my dreams after all? They built me a nest, and crave my scent-a poison that turns most alphas violent-and somehow balance amidst my twisted, broken instincts. It's everything I was told I could never have-not without my mates. Now, I have an impossible choice: Dusk is wounded and I am free. I can run to my mates at last. Only, I'm torn. Is this cage a prison at all-or safety from darker threats than I've faced before?