Turning my attention back to the cups I’m setting up, I frown to myself. I shouldn’t be worrying about Jazz when I have a wolf Alpha chasing me.

I just don’t understand it.

There is nothing remotely appealing about me. That’s not to say that I consider myself ugly by any means. I simply don’t have anything that someone like Robert would be drawn to. If anything, I’m a workaholic. My hobbies are introverted. I keep to myself. I’m not exciting or interesting enough for anybody, ...