The Omega's Second Shift

Rhea Iyer has been the lowest-ranked wolf in Ashvale since she was fourteen. She works nights in the human ER, days in the pack clinic, and sleeps in the forty minutes between. Then a wolf she has never met comes through her doors handcuffed and burning up from a black-market heat inducer, and Rhea recognizes the syringe. It's a pack clinic syringe. Her clinic. The alpha's enforcer — Kiran, her best friend, the bond she has been ignoring for six years — wants to burn the traffickers down. Rhea wants subpoenas, patient records, and a safehouse full of witnesses who live to testify. The state board is listening. The pack is not. And the people who sold that syringe know exactly which low-ranking wolf in the clinic figured it out. Rhea has spent her whole life keeping her head down. She is about to stand up, in public, with a chart in her hand and her mate standing behind her — whether the pack likes it or not.