Rebellious Harmony

She is my greatest inspiration…and my darkest temptation.

Sweet, bubbly, donut loving Ava Keats should be tucked safely behind her phone screen, where she belongs.

Not on my tour bus, teasing and tempting me with her scent.

The more I’m forced to be around her, the more I crave her. The taste of the blood running through her veins, the feel of her skin beneath my palm, her cries of ecstasy as I finally claim her as my own.

My muse.

My Omega.

My everything.

But unless I claim her now, she’ll be whisked away to our Lord’s sanctuary with the other omegas.

And I will have damned myself to eternity on this Earth without my mate by my side…