JOHN’S POV.

As the car drove, racing along the busy streets of L. A, my head lolled from side to side.

It was embarrassing, but I couldn’t help it. Throughout that month, I couldn’t recall a night when I got adequate sleep. The days were hot and stressful, the nights busy and restless.

I had to meet all the boring people in the world, who gave me lectures on being a strong Alpha, and leader of the pack even though I never signed up for it. Nor did I go to them to receive lectures.

I ...