After being fired for not being pretty enough, Tiffany must hustle to make rent and pay off her student loans. She finds herself with the opportunity to make bank as a server at a party for obviously wealthy and sexy patrons.

Lachlan, overcome with grief at the loss of his sire, finds a moment of peace in the arms of a stranger, and at her invitation, loses himself in the taste of her blood.

Only problem - she is mortal. No. She was mortal.

Once word of his accidental vampire gets out, assassins track them down forcing them into hiding with the undesirables of vampire society. Tiffany grapples with being newly made undead and the complicated feelings for the man that killed her. The rules of vampires are incomprehensible and forces her to make a mistake that could cost her more than her freedom.

An omega terrorist. The pack sent to hunt me down. An impossible scent match.

The Alpha Omega Institute branded me a criminal, an agent of The Reset, the beta hate group.

The Institute put a price on my head and sent one of their best after me. He caught me, capturing a part of my soul. I don’t understand what’s happening or how, but the one thing I do know - the only way to keep us both safe is to forget we ever met.

The Reset’s next target is an alpha born into one of the most elite packs in the city. Jackson Serrano is sweet and charming, the kind of alpha any omega would want. The kind of alpha who would never want an omega like me. One fake date to put a tracker on him and they would ruin his life.

The moment we meet, everything changes. And I mean everything. He says we're scent matches. Fated mates. He wants to take me to meet his pack…

Pack… omegas… heat… alphas… all the things I was raised to fear.

Now I’m caught between a desperate hope for a pack I can never have, and the dangerous beta fringe group that wants us all dead.