Knot My Harvest

My little orchard is in serious need of help.
Then four hockey players show up to pick my apples... and me.

I'm Wren. I run an orchard outside Puckridge. Twenty acres of apples, three acres of berries, and a 4:45 alarm I'm already awake for.

It's the only life I trust. Trees don't pack a suitcase. Trees don't move to Boston. Trees stay.

Then the hockey team rolls in for a community-service harvest day. Almost two dozen hockey players in matching T-shirts, half of them lost in the orchard by lunch. Most leave by sundown.

Four come back the next Saturday. And the one after. And the one after that:

Emmett - the alpha who grew up on a dairy farm and looked at me like he already knew the answer.
Griffin - the team's chaos, all dark hair and a grin.
Sully - the builder who decides I need a nesting nook and just builds it.
Arlo - the beta with no biological pull to be here who shows up before dawn anyway with good coffee.

My suppressants are slipping. The barn smells like four scents layered into the hemlock. It would be so hard to pick just one... and that's why I'm going to choose all four.

Knot My Harvest is a cozy, steamy omegaverse why choose romance featuring a small-town apple orchard, slow-burn forced proximity, nesting, scent recognition under failing suppressants, generous knotting, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.

Perfect for readers who love:
• A capable orchard heroine who's been doing it alone too long
• Four hockey teammates who keep finding reasons to come back
• Slow-burn forced proximity in a cozy small-town setting
• Apple harvest, cold pressed cider, and a barn that smells like all of them
• Failing suppressants, fated-mate scent recognition, and pack bonds finally claimed
• Reverse harem HEA with all four men - no choosing required