Axel He’s your best friend’s little brother. He’s your best friend’s little brother. It was a mantra I’d repeated to myself for years, ever since my brain had shifted from omega smells good to omega smells like mine. I’m happy for Dylan when he leaves Foxwood Hollow to chase his dreams. I always knew he was destined for a life larger than this little town can offer him. But I feel his absence like a gaping chasm, and the silence that follows has my alpha instincts going into overdrive. When Dylan finally comes home, a lot has changed. But the soul-deep longing is as present as ever. Can I really let him slip through my fingers again?