I built my career on control. Then five Alphas turned it into chaos.
I'm Kara Quinn, professional gamer, internet darling, and resident Alpha slayer in multiplayer. My brand? Untouchable. Unbothered. Unimpressed by every smug grin Pack Wrecked throws my way. Then a sponsorship disaster lands me in their orbit for a "temporary collaboration" that's supposed to fix my image… and theirs. It should've been easy. Play nice on stream. Pretend I'm not affected by the way they smell, entirely too delicious, and their devilish smirks. Except their scents ruin my focus. Their growls shake my resolve. And every time they push, I want to push back harder. Now we're living under one roof, the whole internet is watching, and my carefully constructed walls are cracking. Some bonds can't be scripted.
