• Lola: A beta, who has always wanted to be an Omega; severe trauma from Alpha’s that abused her led her to be frightened of all Alphas; works at Designate, her dream job
• Leo: A beta that Lola hooks up with at a club and runs away from (bc she sees his bite marks); works in real estate; bonded with Caleb (and through Caleb, Rake)
• Rake: The omega; fashion model who is OTT; bonded with Caleb and Cyrus (came to pack with Wes, practically brothers)
• Wes: Alpha; quiet; stays on the outer fringes of the pack; sometimes feels like he doesn’t belong; has his own security firm; no bonds
• Matthieu: Alpha; older/leader of pack; French; CEO of Voir, which owns Designate; dated Caroline, who wanted nothing to do with his pack; no bonds
• Cyrus: Alpha; last to fall for Lola; beauty editor at Designate/Lola’s boss; painter; bonded to Rake; has sexy times with Caleb
• Caleb: Alpha; human Xanax; most gentle and loving; interior designer; bonded to Rake and Leo; has sexy times with Cyrus

• Her insta-connection with  Leo
• Matthieu immediately realizing how terrified she is of Alphas 
• The elevator scene, where she has a panic attack and Caleb holds her in the stuck elevator and how Leo takes her home to take care of her
• The description of their home and how lovely and lived in it seems to be
• Her relationship with Leo and Rake
• Wes’ protective nature 
• The backstory and plot of
  Indy stalking her
  , as well as killing it at Designate
• Rake’s insistence that she be part of his heat (and the start of her relationship with Matthieu) 🥰
• CALEB. 🥹
• Lola starting to fight the terrible things she thinks about herself
• There are too many details and scenes to mention ❤️❤️❤️

“You’re okay. You’re safe,” he murmured. I might’ve been safe. I definitely wasn’t okay. I was ruined. -Leo to Lola, after her panic attack

“I know what you’re going to say. But Lollipop, my queen, my goddess, please just consider. It’s the last day of fashion week. It’s gonna be the best, biggest, most amazing after-party, and I really think you’ve got to congratulate yourself and come with me.” -Rake

Caleb was looking at the pair of us like someone had placed a buffet of confectionary treats in front of him after he’d just found out he was diabetic.

Fuck, Rake, move her along so you don’t have to explain you take naughty pictures of your packmates for a hobby. Jesus, you’re a mess. -Rake

Lola’s smell reminded me of the paper cups of flavored ice I’d had as a child, and it gave me a similar impulse to lick. -Matthieu

“Being surrounded by hot men? Fine, I’m a big fan. Ten out of ten, would recommend,” Rake said.

She had my blanket draped over her, even though the house was warm and her cheeks were flushed. I wanted to tear the blanket away from her and replace it with me. If she liked my scent so much, then I would’ve been more than happy to let her steal it directly off my skin. -Caleb

“Where are his sycophants? With the way he smells, I would’ve thought he’d have a non-stop pussy parade following him around.” Matthieu choked on his scotch, and Cyrus belly laughed at the announcement. I found myself laughing too as Wes shifted nervously in his armchair while Carolyn gawked at him. “Bravo!” Rake cried, leaning forward and clapping his hands together. “I concur. And on that note, how does he smell to you?” Lola sat up, adorably puzzled. “Why? Does he smell different to you? Like… sex on the beach, but not the drink.”

“Try not to think of them as alphas. They’re nice guys, right, and they won’t play grabby hands with you? So they’ll be like… sexy air fresheners. Mood enhancers. Sound effect machines. Spare dicks if it comes down to it.” -Baby

Matthieu had my panties somewhere, they’d gotten in the way at a certain point in the car. Probably while he was wearing your thighs as earrings, I reminded myself.