Dylan St. James: Omega Concealed by Elizabeth Dear

Packs are pain and bonds are fucking shackles.

With the government issuing omega females to Alpha packs like we’re social security checks, I cling to my freedom thanks to a black-market suppressant hookup and a lethal family that’s ready to execute any Alpha who tries to force a bond.
By day, I work in the family hardware store. By night, I rescue omegas who weren’t born with the tools to fight the system like I was.
My life is risk, but I’d never trade it for anything.
Not even for the three dangerously gorgeous men who come sniffing around the store in search of the omega I just snatched from her abusive prison.
Not even when those men smell like they’re mine.
But my suppressant hookup just fell through, and I’m on the fast track to a pheromone explosion that will land me in jail, followed by forced bonding.
Or I could just give my body what it so desperately wants and fall into the convenient arms of Austin, Seth, and Cameron.
But outside of the fairytales? There’s no such thing as a happily bonded omega.
I’m Dylan St. James, and I’m no princess.