Whispering Grove

Running the bakery with my sister is my life—early mornings, endless dough, and just enough sugar to keep me sane. I don't have time for distractions. But when I accidentally text a stranger, everything changes. He's not just mysterious—he's sharp-tongued, wickedly charming, and far too good at making me forget common sense. What starts as playful banter turns into something more…something that stirs my Omega instincts in ways I don't understand.

I came here to hide from heartbreak. Not fall straight into it again, times three. One cheating ex, a million shattered promises, and a heat that decided to crash down weeks early. So yeah, I'm not exactly thriving. My only plan? Hide out in a remote cabin, write my next book, and avoid Alphas forever. Instead… Boom. Fire. Cabin gone. No explanation. No warning. Just smoke, ash, and the sinking feeling that maybe it wasn't an accident. Enter three local firefighters who are way too hot, way too kind, and way too Alpha. Atlas. River. Levi.

At twenty-two, I've already had my share of hell with being forced into an arranged marriage with an abusive man by parents, who couldn't care less. But Whispering Grove is my fresh start. My own apartment. My brewery job. My life, finally. So when my bestie drags me to the town's Halloween festival, I'm trying to enjoy the pumpkin spice and haunted hayrides like a normal person. I even laugh when I think I see my ex in the house of horrors. Just my anxiety playing tricks, right? Until he walks into the Harvest Dance. Very real. Very angry.