Unclaimed

Kai was never supposed to matter.

A recessive Omega with a scent so faint most people mistake him for a Beta, he was sold into a political claiming. The night of the ceremony, he overhears they plan to drug him and force the bite. So he runs.

Days later, broken heat tearing through him, he collapses in the territory of Rhys — a dominant Alpha who left his pack and wants nothing to do with mates or complications. The moment Rhys catches Kai’s faint, fractured scent, his instincts lock on with terrifying force.

He should walk away.
He doesn’t.

What starts as reluctant shelter becomes something darker. Every heat pulls them closer to scent marking, knotting, and a claiming bite neither is ready for. Outside, Kai’s former intended and Rhys’s old pack are already hunting.

Rhys could take him easily.
The longer they stay together, the harder it becomes to remember why he shouldn’t.

Some scents are too faint to notice.
Until they ruin you.