An alpha leader must have an alpha mate, but Gray wants only one man.
And that man is an omega.
Wolf shifter Gray Collins returns to his home pack to avenge his father’s murder, never expecting to take on the role of leader. Gray is a loner with no desire to tackle the politics of being Pack Alpha. Worse yet, he falls for the man he’s come to depend on—omega Logan Richardson.
According to pack lore, omegas are inferior, nothing more than lowly servants. Or are they? Logan is far too cunning, fierce, and bold to be a low-ranking wolf. While he keeps his head down in public, when they’re alone, Logan stands toe-to-toe with Gray like no one else dares. Mutual respect grows into friendship, friendship into a white-hot desire neither can fight.
Despite the law and the odds, the two wolves form a tentative bond. Together they lead the pack through strife and threats, all while keeping a secret—a secret that could get them both killed, and plunge the pack back into the savage dark ages.
The entire Lycan world is on the brink of a hard-won lesson: Never underestimate the relentless force of an omega.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5
This was a lot of fun! Winters deliberately subverts many of the tried-and-true tropes of shifter romances to wonderful effect. Gray is an alpha who really doesn’t want to lead, and Logan is a leader who quietly runs everything from behind the scenes. They suffer from romance-novel levels of communication constipation
There’s not a whole lot of world-building here, though it slowly fills in as the book goes on. You get your requisite alphas, betas, and omegas, as well as deltas and gammas (who are all apparently a bunch of stoners?), and the classification of who does what is an integral part of the story.
There’s a bit of a lull in the middle of the book as the plot loses some steam, but the final act redeems that quite well. Also, this is very much a slow burn, so if you’re looking for erotica this may not be your best choice. It is however an excellent story with fun characters!
Oh, and also I give bonus points for this delightfully meta passage:
Ah, but he’d love to be an alpha’s fated mate—one alpha’s in particular. In his fated mates romance novels, the alpha almost always chose an omega. This omega somehow wound up pregnant if the book happened to be mpreg. No, thank you. No, thank you very much. While he enjoyed mpreg stories, male pregnancy was something he’d rather read about than experience firsthand.