Only Perfect Omegas

But even a badass witch can't resist three scorching hot shifters, even if they're my deadly enemy in an ancient war. They call me the Crimson Tide. I'm the last of the Wolf Charmers: hunted witches whose magical powers control wolves. As a witch hiding from my dark past - and the murder of my parents by werewolves - I must survive by one rule: # Rule 1: Never trust the angelic perfection of an Omega Unlucky for the Oxford coven who call me back home from America, I suck at following rules. When I'm forced to claim three gorgeous British shifter princes from rival Wolf Kingdoms, I can't help loving and protecting them as pack, even if they hold their own dangerous secrets. Yet the deeper I tumble into the mysterious world of pretty monsters, the further I spiral into sinister peril. Am I right to trust an