Cursed Ink & Omegaverse Pacts

Sol is no goddess. She's an omega, a tattoo artist who deals in old magic, selling sigils of control to the powerful alphas who rule her world. Her own body is a canvas of spells and curses, a fortress of ink built to suppress her true nature. Her life is a careful, quiet lie, a sanctuary of shadows and the scent of sage. But when a broad-shouldered alpha lord with molten amber eyes and the scent of storm and cedarwood walks into her parlor, her sanctuary becomes a cage.
His name is Vren, and he is haunted by a deadly curse-a wandering heat that drives him to the brink of madness. He doesn't want pleasure or a charm. He wants to be bound. Chained. Tamed. Sol offers him a scandalous pact that will test the limits of his will and her own formidable control: Three nights to forge a binding of sunless ink, blood, and magic. As her needle sinks into his skin, she feels his raw, untamed power, a force that awakens the very beast she's spent a lifetime caging.
The closer she gets to leashing his heat, the more her own forbidden desires threaten to break free. This is no longer a transaction. It's a provocative battle of wills where the line between artist and canvas, master and submissive, blurs into a tantalizing dance of dominance and surrender. He is the storm she was meant to chain, but what happens when the chains begin to feel like an embrace? In this passionate and savage ritual of ink and flesh, if one of them falters, the magic will not just fail-it will consume them both.