He was just a dream right? When I was young I often dreamt of an alpha boy. With him I belonged. I was important. Loved. We were going to marry and be together. Once I actually figured out how to get to him. But that was years ago and the foolish fantasies of a lonely teenager. Parallel worlds were only a theory. Alpha males were assholes who want to get their way. Soulmates were just stories for children. Then everything changed. One morning I woke up on a park bench unable to remember my name or how I got there. There was something not quite right about this place–and clearly I don’t belong here. Then I saw him. The man of my dreams. My soulmate. But we’re not teenagers anymore. Wes moved on and has a successful career a husband and a pack. Whatever that was. Still the connection between us is undeniable and I fall hard for him and his pack. Especially his hunky omega husband and the delicious head of a biotech c