Mairee

Look, I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to do a job and get the hell out. Trager’s just another messed-up Alpha who can’t handle his own problems, so now I’m stuck being his emotional support because apparently, no one else will. And yeah, the guy’s a virgin. A freakin' Alpha virgin. But don’t get any ideas, okay? I’m here to fix him, not fall for him. Not that I could ever fall for a guy who’s as broody as a storm cloud. Besides, his brother Jax has enough heat to keep me entertained. So, why am I even considering staying in this Vallum full of testosterone and ego? Well, that’s none of your business.



My Virgin Alpha

The next morning, I decided to remain in my room. I ate my breakfast in my room. I did everything to make sure I wouldn't bump into Trager. Guess what? He came to me this time. I didn't have to search for him or interrupt his meetings like I usually did. 


He probably wanted to talk about what happened the other night and I wasn't ready to talk about it. Before that night, I had always prided myself in having control over myself. The other night, it felt like my body had its own agenda and it was different from my intentions. 


When I heard the knock on my door, I thought it was the maids coming back to take away my plate. I opened my door to see him in front of me. He leaned on my door frame; his forest green eyes scanned my body, making me self-conscious. 


Thankfully, I was in a big tee and a pair of shorts. “Are you going to let me in or what?” He said. 


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