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

I remember a time when I was way younger. I was very awkward socially, so I had no friends. After school, I would spend the rest of the day with my nanny and she was hardly my friend. 


She would do many atrocious things in the name of disciplining me. One time, I managed to make a friend in school. I was so excited to spend time with someone that wasn't my nanny but I wasn't allowed to. There was a rule against leaving the house after school– one of the many rules my former nanny made up. 


So I figured the only way to spend time with my new and only friend was to invite her home. Fortunately, there wasn't any rule against bringing home my friend. 


“Hello, who do we have here?” My nanny said with a sweet voice. A side I only saw whenever someone was with us. 


“Miss Gibson. This is my friend, Anna.” I introduced her to my friend and she welcomed her. 


Falling for the Alpha