“So you're telling me my job is to have a s**t ton of kids,” my eyes were wide and in shock.
Jax couldn’t help but stifle a laugh as he watched me talk to the head of the human side of the wolf preserve, Willow.
“No, no, no,” he said, waving his arms, scared not to offend me, “I mean, in the wild, normally only the alpha female and alpha male mate, and the rest of the pack takes care of the cubs.”
“As interesting as that is, I’m more wondering, Jax, what exactly I’m supposed to be doing?”
“Well, Hunter hasn’t assigned you anything,” he said, avoiding my eyes. That was true. Hunter had given me the most arbitrary tasks he could find. Last week I researched the history of flowers and picked out the perfect flowers for the front gate only after submitting a three-page essay on the flowers
