Four Alphas.
One soft Omega who was never supposed to belong.
And a bond that will rewrite everything they thought they knew.
Tessa Lane was told her body was defective, that she’d never experience a true heat, never bond, never be chosen. She built a quiet life in a mountain town, baking cinnamon rolls and pretending she didn’t crave more—until four fiercely protective Alphas walk into her bakery and shatter her sol
She hides behind scent blockers and petals. They walk in and ruin everything—in the best way possible.
Everyone in town loves Marigold Bloom.
She’s sweet, soft-spoken, and always has dirt under her nails from tending the blooms in her cozy little flower shop. No one knows she’s an unregistered Omega—not even her closest customers. She’s spent years hiding her scent and her past behind carefully curated smiles and handmade bouquets.
Until four Alphas walk in and her world flips.
One failed blocker. One accidental brush. Four Alphas who stop breathing when they catch her scent.
Rhys, the cold one with contracts in his pocket and secrets behind his tie.
Jax, the ex-fighter who builds her shelves and blocks the door like it’s instinct.
Theo, the poet with quiet hands and stormy eyes who sees her even when she’s trying not to be seen.
And Levi—the feral one who bites, climbs things, and brings her a goat as a proposal gift. (Yes. A goat.)
They don’t ask to claim her. They just do.
But when her old pack comes to town with threats and legal leverage, Marigold will have to choose: go back to the life she ran from… or fight to keep the one blooming at her feet.
A cozy, steamy omegaverse romance full of scent bonding, soft Alphas with touch-her-and-die energy, and a sunshine Omega who finally finds home.
itude.
They weren’t looking for an Omega.
She wasn’t looking for a pack.
But fate doesn’t ask for permission.
As heat blooms and danger stalks her doorstep, Tessa must decide if she’s brave enough to claim what’s always been hers. Because these Alphas aren’t just here to protect her. They want to worship her, fight for her, love her—completely.
Soft doesn’t mean weak.
And broken?
She never was.
They didn’t find an Omega. They found their forever.
