A human girl fell in love with an alpha, then ran away with his baby. - I was eighteen when I was sold into the pack and made an omega. By day I was ordered around; by night, I was claimed by him. Five years. Ronan never marked me, but he never let me go either. The day he was to marry Luna, I ran. I thought I was finally free. Until he showed up outside my rented apartment — that once-untouchable Alpha heir, crouching clumsily under the streetlamp. I turned to leave, but he caught my wrist. "Wren," he said. "This time… will you come with me?"