They called her worthless. She became their nightmare. In a world destroyed by the Change, survival depends on your classification. Alpha = strength. Beta = support. Omega = useless. Serena Vale has been an Omega since the day the outbreak began—the lowest rank, the discardable class, the one they leave behind. For six months, she's scrubbed floors and counted supplies while everyone else became soldiers. Then they abandon her in the dead city. But when the dead rise around her, something awakens. She's not powerless. She's the one they've been afraid of all along—the Omega Prime, the controller, the final letter that ends everything. Every zombie. Every Awakened. All of them answer to her now. She was invisible. Now she's undeniable. Post-apocalyptic. Power awakening. Reverse harem. Female strength. Wattpad meets The Walking Dead.

She was nobody. Until four alphas made her unforgettable. I’ve been invisible my whole life. The girl with no name, no pack, no past. Until they found me. Four alphas from the most powerful pack in the mountains. One look from any of them should terrify me. It doesn’t. Instead, I feel them—like threads wrapped around my heart, pulling tighter every time the moon rises. They say I’m the one. The Soul Pack female. The prophecy they’ve been waiting a thousand years for. I should run. I should fight. But when Knox looks at me like I’m his salvation… When Rowan feels my pain like it’s his own… When Talon emerges from the shadows just to stand beside me… When Asher smiles at me like I’m the only good thing left in his world… I don’t want to run. I want to stay. Four alphas. One woman. An ancient curse that wants us all dead. They say I have to choose. They say only one can have me. They’re wrong. I don’t choose. I take them all.