I’m counting the nanoseconds ‘til my alpha awakening. But I’m years late and still built like a beanpole. Not a whiff of pheromones. My best friends say they’ll wait on me to form a pack, but Atlas, Hunter, Finn, and Jett aren’t your everyday alphas, and if I don’t get my ass in gear, I’ll lose my only chance to belong. When my body starts to change, I think I’m finally getting what I want… But is an alpha supposed to smell this sweet? Gotta switch lanes on my life plan, because fate just blindsided me, and I don’t know if I’m getting left behind or locked in hard for a wild ride.