All I’ve ever wanted is to be loved as I am.
According to my mom, omegas don’t need brains or ambition. I’m too awkward. Too smart. Too inexperienced. She wants to fix me and force me into the arms of a pack of her choosing.
I may be perfectly naïve, but I’m determined to figure out what it means to be a good omega without my mom’s help. That’s why I ask my brother’s best friend to fake date me and teach me everything I need to know.
Only fake dating quickly turns into real feelings, and when his pack asks to court me?
There’s no denying them.
My mom swears I can’t make a pack happy and have a career, but what if the evidence says otherwise?