I'm Knot Yours

Becoming a doctor was my rebellion.Society says omegas should spread their legs, take a knot, and pump out pups. Fuck that. I clawed my way to the top, dragging my dreams out of a world that told me I wasn't allowed to have them. I trained harder, worked longer, and ignored every asshole alpha who thought I was better suited for a breeding program than a surgical suite. I became a surgeon. And not just a good one—a damn great one.Then one unhinged alpha in rut turned me into a punching bag, and suddenly my entire career was gone. Fired. A fucking liability.Enter the Vasiliev Pack.It starts with me patching one of them up. But what should've been a professional favor turns into a whole fucking mess when their scents wrap around me, and my biology betrays they're my scent match. Not one alpha, not two—but an entire goddamn pack. Oh and did I mention they already have an omega?And how do they handle it?They kidnap me.Too bad for them, I'm not some wilting little omega. And too bad for me, our lives are more tangled than any of us realize. My past is hunting me, my future is on fire, and when my monster ex comes calling, the Vasilievs do the unthinkable—they let me go.Right into his hands.I fought my way out once, but this time? I don't think I'm strong enough to survive it without them. But here's the thing about being if they don't want me, they sure as hell don't get to own me.Because I'm knot their omega anymore.