Livres - Bibliographie

The experiments took pieces of me that I will never recover, but my hope of being reunited with my family remained intact.

Three months before my twenty-fifth birthday, I finally received my wish.

A brash rescue pushes me into the arms of my twin brother and the father I never met. They weren’t the only ones eager for my return, and by the time we found out, it was too late.

I’m an Anchor, a damaged one that wields magic unlike any other female Changed. Despite that, the Conclave is determined to pair me with a ‘suitable’ Sept, meaning one that would solely be advantageous to them.

But I refuse to be a pawn in their game. I will follow their rules for now, but once all the pieces align, I will soar like the phoenix I am named after.

I am Ember, the Anchor for the Changed, and the fire within me will not be smothered.

Omegas.

Coveted. Reviled.

In a world where reproduction has decreased, Omegas are seen as a salvation, their ability to have children with ease envied to extremes. But Omegas were scarce, so rare that they'd become a commodity, secretively hoarded by the government, right up until their 21st birthday, where they become the grand prize in a nationwide lottery, officially known as The Allotment. Every eligible male has a chance, be they Alpha or Beta.

I hated it. I hated that when I revealed as an Omega, all my choices disappeared overnight. My future was decided the moment my parents found me sobbing and overwhelmed, hiding in my own closet, and to hell with my own hopes and dreams. I wanted to rage against my fate, but how did you say no to the very people who ruled the world?

Easy answer; you don't. So here I am, Tryst O'Sullivan, being raffled off to random men across the country. Sure, they maintained that they were chosen at random, but what were the chances that I'd bag a honest down-to-earth mechanic one day, and then one of the richest Alphas in the country the next?

Something was rotten in the system, and I had no choice but to take it. However, if my new Pack thought they were getting a sweet, docile Omega, they were going to be surprised. I'd fight back on my own if fate decided to f*ck with me one more time.

I was used to fighting my battles alone. I was Tryst O'Sullivan, and I would be no man's doormat.

To be a successful pack, you must have an Omega. Alpha and Beta shifters can become feral when congregated in large numbers without an Omega’s calming influence.

Eighteen years ago, I was kidnapped with my mother. They wrongly assumed she was an Omega.

For ten years, I watched them break her, beat her, abuse her in every way. They promised my fate would be the same when I came of age.

They were wrong.

I escaped. Taking my two young brothers with me. We’ve avoided all other shifters for eight years.

Until now.

Now a new pack has moved in, and they seem to have an interest in my brothers. In me.

I will not become someone’s toy.

I will not repeat my mother’s fate.

The shifter world seems to think all Omegas are docile and submissive.

They are wrong.

They’ll underestimate me, not knowing I’m more than just a shifter.

I’m more than just an Omega.

I am a Therian. I can be any mammal.

So let them try and take me.