Brock I always loved trains. After my omega mate abandoned me, I became a conductor on cross-country trips. I never saw home, but without a mate, what good was home? For my fortieth birthday, I quit my long-distance train job and became a conductor on commuter rail. I don’t dare to hope for love, but at least I can find a place to call home. I find a panicked, hungry cat hiding under a seat and I give him my lunch — but I don’t expect him to change my life. My biological clock is ticking down fast. Would this beautiful young omega really accept me as his mate? Asher Five years after finishing high school, I finally saved up the money to leave my hometown. Everyone told me I’m too good for that place, but they treated me as if I wasn’t good enough. It wasn’t easy living as an out-and-proud omega. Compared to where I came from, Knotting Hill is the big city. It’s definitely more accepting of who I am. People say I can meet a nice alpha here, but how can that ever happen if I can barely work up the courage to talk to anybody? I shifted into a cat and hopped onto a stopped train just to hide from the world. I didn’t expect the conductor to give me his lunch. I didn’t expect to be so drawn to him that I came back as a human just to see him again. I feel so safe when he holds me in his muscular arms. I never considered mating with an older alpha. I’ never really considered mating at all. Can Brock take me to a new life?