Leo's POV
I’m used to being the best, to being the center of attention. After all, it’s not like I asked for this—being this handsome, this strong, this powerful. It’s not my fault the world revolves around me.
I can’t help it if I turn heads everywhere I go. If they’re lucky, they might catch a glimpse of my sharp jawline, my toned muscles, or the way I walk with that confidence that makes people weak at the knees. I don’t need to be modest about it.
It’s just who I am.
But Emma? She’s a different story. Yesterday, she just ran off before we even started training. Not that it matters to me. “And you know the reason why,” my wolf, Skillz, blurted out, cutting through my thoughts.
I sighed, rolling my eyes. “What an asshole.”
Skillz didn’t let up.
“You never get tired of blaming m
