We were just about to fill Amelia in on everything that happened yesterday when her asshole of an animai storms in with Alpha Jasper behind him. I swear he’s asking to get his ass kicked. Tyson is standing to the left of Amelia’s desk with me and Chris on the right and each of us is instantly defensive.
Amelia doesn’t need this s**t right now. She nearly f*****g died and even though she’s up and smiling, I can see she’s not completely back to normal. Her colour is missing its natural glow and even her eyes look tired despite all the sleep she got. Alpha Jasper must notice because he’s scanning Amelia over with his face full of concern.
I like him, he’s handsome too. He’s 6’5” with a completely shaved head – which suits him – intense dark brown eyes and a sexy goatee. His warm, ebony sk
