My grandma’s lodge comes with two rules: Don’t trust the woods. And definitely don’t go in alone because that's how the Big Bad Wolf finds you.

When she gets sick and I’m the only Omega left to run Red Wolf Lodge, I expect busted pipes, cranky campers, and maybe a raccoon with a death wish.

I don’t expect my grandma to arrange a guide to meet me at a dive bar like I’m the final girl in some dark fairy tale.

He’s smug, and insistent we walk because the roads are blocked. Except the further we travel, the more it feels like this isn’t the way to Grandma’s house.

Then a stranger steps out of the dark, and everything goes sideways. A fight. A weapon. A command to run.

I try to help, to fight, but the stranger struggles against me, and his teeth sink into my arm. Accidentally but it binds us anyway.

When I wake up in an infirmary, I discover the roads were never blocked, and I’m taken to the lodge. Only to find three distractingly gorgeous Alphas under my roof, and one is the stranger who marked me.

But this lodge isn’t for outdoor enthusiasts.
It’s a halfway house for ex-cons.
And I’m a single Omega stuck out here with three Alphas.
Only… I’m not sure if I’m their warden.
Or their prize.