But an accident unleashes a potential she never knew she held inside her, and Autumn and Blake find themselves on the run.As their feelings for one another grow, they must fight to preserve the secret that could see the end of them both...

     Freaks. Rogues. Oddballs. Prey. Runts. Deformed. We're all welcome in Pack Aberrant. We aren't going to be winning any popularity contests, but our hodgepodge bunch is more loyal than even the strongest pred packs. I should know. I grew up in one of them. As soon as they realized I was different, I was despised, even by my own family. So I left, joined Pack Aberrant, and I've steered clear of alpha pred assholes ever since. Until my heatwave hits, and I accidentally jump three coyote shifters in a parking lot. Whoopsie. Once they realize what my animal is, they're gonna kick me to the curb just like every other pred shifter has. And my old pack? They come back to haunt me. I'm unwanted by the three hotties, threatened by my old pack, and to top it all off, I have to find a new job because I attacked a bank robber. Accidentally. Being a misfit really sucks sometimes. Author's Note: This was originally released as a short story in the Shifting Destiny anthology. It has now been expanded into a full-length novel. Puns still included. Addie's story is book one in the Pack of Misfits series. Every book will be a standalone for that character, but a continuation of the Pack Aberrant story. Book one is a reverse harem with multiple love interests with the main character. However, this is NOT a reverse harem series. Some main characters in this series will have monogamous relationships. *This is intended for ages 18 and older due to sexual content and strong language.

    Because of my role as head ranger at Acadia National Park, as well as the Alpha of my clan, I have the responsibility of making sure no outsiders know about the real reason why our park came to be. Hannah, a journalist who's been snooping around, doing research for an exposé, is most definitely an outsider, no matter how much the ursine part of my brain keeps insisting that she should belong to me.She should be mine. Except she’s not a bear--she’s not any kind of shifter. How could I want her? Is it possible that a human...could be my mate?And how will I keep her from unraveling the mystery that has kept us safe from the public eye for generations?**Intended for readers age 18+ only. Contains mature, sizzling-hot situations and language that may be objectionable to some readers.**