He was just a dream, right?

When I was young, I often dreamt of an alpha boy. With him I belonged. I was important. Loved. We were going to marry and be together. Once I actually figured out how to get to him.

But that was years ago and the foolish fantasies of a lonely teenager. Parallel worlds were only a theory. Alpha males were assholes who want to get their way. Soulmates were just stories for children.

Then everything changed.

One morning I woke up on a park bench unable to remember my name or how I got there.

There was something not quite right about this place–and clearly I don’t belong here.

Then I saw him. The man of my dreams. My soulmate.

But we’re not teenagers anymore. Wes moved on, and has a successful career, a husband, and a pack. Whatever that was.

Still, the connection between us is undeniable and I fall hard for him and his pack. Especially his hunky omega husband and the delicious head of a biotech company.

As much as I’d like to stay here, the gaps in my memory threaten our happiness. How did I get to a parallel world and will someone come after me for it?

If they do, how much will it break me to have to leave Wes again?

A love that spans the universe. A second chance at romance. A secret she can't remember that could tear them apart. Again.