They call me the Packless Wonder.

I've heard worse.

When everything else has failed, I'm the one they send to restore order. This time, duty takes me to the Northern Borderlands, home to the once unbeatable Krathos Pack.

A prince, a strategist, an enforcer, and an archer held our most critical border with iron fists.

Until they lost their omega and learned that even iron breaks.

Someone like me shouldn't be here. I know what I'm walking into, and I've seen what it leaves behind. But a war is coming, and there's no room for instincts or distractions.

Even if they are, as fate would have it, my scent match.