Were Me Out

Why do I have to have my tail in a knot for the one hot, sexy Werewolf who can’t seem to keep his Johnson in his pants?
I’m
a nice girl—really I am. I’m just a typical computer-hacking,
knife-throwing, Star Trek-obsessed, overeducated Werewolf nerd who can’t
seem to get her love life to compute. 
However, it’s time to
grow up and face the music or more accurately the man I’m in love with…
Junior aka Jacob Wilson—the Alpha of the Georgia Pack. First I’ll have
to stand up to some nasty gals who’s pants are so tight I can see their
religion. Then I'll claim my man.
What should be an easy feat,
gets sucktastic when you throw in a three hundred year old fabulous gay
Vampyre, an antiquated motherboard from the 90’s and a challenge from
the vicious, deadly Alabama Pack. Not to mention a libido that is out of
control. Mine.
So I’m just gonna dive in—head first and eyes
closed. Love conquers all. Right? As long as reality doesn’t wear me
out, I plan to win.