One impulsive kiss, three determined alphas, and the omega instincts I never saw coming.

I thought I'd keep my head down in Honeyridge Falls. Work at the general store, avoid my brother Ben's overprotective energy, stay far away from any alpha drama. After what happened in college, simple felt safer.

My plan was bulletproof: sarcasm as armor, independence as my shield, and absolutely no complications.

No feelings. No alphas. No regrets.

Just me, my sharp tongue, and a routine that kept everyone exactly where I wanted them—at a distance.

Then my ex crashes the Thanksgiving Festival trying to win me back, and I panic. One desperate kiss with the nearest alpha to shut him down, and suddenly my whole world tilts sideways.

Because apparently, when you've been suppressing your omega instincts for years, one kiss can wake everything up. And now three alphas won't leave me alone.

Grayson, the quiet tattoo artist with dark eyes and ink-stained hands who sees straight through my walls and makes my pulse race.

River, the golden-retriever alpha with an easy smile who treats my sarcasm like foreplay and refuses to be pushed away.

Seth, the gentle deputy who blushes at my teasing but whose steady presence makes me want to stop running for the first time in years.

Love wasn't supposed to happen. But as winter approaches and they keep showing up—patient, persistent, and completely unimpressed by my emotional armor—something inside me starts to crack open.

I thought I was just avoiding my ex at a festival. Turns out, I accidentally announced I was ready for a pack instead.

A cozy, why-choose, steamy, small-town omegaverse romance filled with one stolen kiss, shared blankets, cinnamon-roll alphas, and the kind of pack that makes your heart flutter in all the best ways. This is a standalone romance with heat, heart, and a guaranteed HEA.