Turns out getting a fairy godmother is great. Getting caught by four feral alpha wolves? That's… complicated.

Ella's spent years as an unpaid servant in her own home, but when a royal decree commands every unmated omega to attend the Prince's mating ball, her evil stepmother makes one thing clear: servants don't get to play princess.

Enter one meddling fairy godmother with a flair for dramatic transformations and very specific rules about midnight.

The plan was simple: go to the ball, have one magical night, maybe eat some fancy food, then disappear before anyone figures out she's nobody special.

What Ella didn't plan on? Walk into a ballroom full of eligible omegas and immediately catch the attention of Prince Adrian and his entire pack of alpha wolves.

One sniff of her scent and these four massive, gorgeous, extremely possessive shifters know she's their fated mate. Their omega. Their forever.

Which would be romantic if Ella wasn't currently running for her life because the clock just struck midnight, her dress is disintegrating, and she's pretty sure turning back into a girl in rags in front of the entire court would be bad.

Now they're hunting her with nothing but a glass slipper and an obsession that borders on unhinged. And when they finally track down their runaway Cinderella… when they discover she's been hidden in plain sight, sleeping in a closet and treated like dirt… these wolves stop playing nice.

They're claiming their mate. All four of them. In every way possible. Repeatedly.

And anyone who hurt her is about to learn that "happily ever after" has very sharp teeth.

This is a completely unhinged why-choose omegaverse romance where the glass slipper leads to fated mates, feral claiming, and knots so big our curvy heroine will need forever to recover.