Lulu

I’d already made up my mind yesterday: stay away from Alpha Caspian.

Simple. Effective. A clean way to protect my sanity from the storm he carried around like an aura whenever he got within two metres of me.

But apparently, in this massive pack house, Alpha Caspian had the annoying ability to appear everywhere like a shadow. In the corridor. On the stairs. In the front hall. As if he had some built-in radar that only tracked me.

So I picked the safest place—the pack house’s communal ...