A supernatural vet, a stolen baby basilisk, and an overprotective brother walk into a secret mountain town. Sounds like a bad joke, but so does my life.

Sick of being an outcast because of my glitching powers, I run away from home in search of a fresh start. Desperate to prove there is more to life than this sheltered existence.

Oh, I got more, all right.

More stress, more drama, and more heartbreak.

First it's the shadow daddy fated mate who took one look at me and noped right out of there. Then it was the broken, feral shifter whose soul calls to mine. Two damaged mysts fated to piece each other back together. Add in an obsessed serial killer who tattoos my mate mark on his wrist, a gorgeous, malfunctioning heir with a dangerous older brother, and a mysterious, gentle giant, and I've got problems for days.

And that's not even taking into account the fact that two of my mates have been trying to kill each other for years.

Mercy Ridge is supposed to be a haven. A place where a broken healer can find healing of her own. Instead, I've found myself in the middle of a supernatural trafficking ring with their sights set on my mate, and more relationship drama than any woman should ever have to deal with.

I wanted a fresh start, but the Fates have a sick sense of humor. Because the powers that would let me save my feral mate? They're slowly killing me.

And we're both running out of time.

Tropes: mixed-species harem; healer who gets hurt every time she uses her power; obsessive men; feral Shifter MMC; unhinged psychopath MMC; found family; hurt/comfort.