Becoming Alpha (Alpha Girl, #1)

by Aileen Erin

Mr. Dawson said. “But it’s important to remember that it’s more secluded than you’d think.” I stifled a snort. My teeth were still rattling from the last mile of “road.

When an organizational task was put in front of me, I was a girl on a mission. Puny matters like eating faded away.

There was nothing more certain in life than the ending of a good romance novel.

My only defense for being so dense was that it was before eight a.m. Anything before ten a.m. and I’m lucky if I can speak my native language coherently.

If my life were a movie, everyone would’ve noticed me walking through the parking lot and stared. Good thing I lived in real life and was blissfully ignored.

Ice cream. I needed lots and lots of ice cream. Even if it was my breakfast. It had milk and maybe eggs. That totally counted.