Leashing the Alien

<p class=ql-align-center><strong>I was hired to tame alien pets </strong></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong>but my beastly alien boss is determined to tame me.</strong></p><p><br></p><p>As a pet whisperer I've yet to meet a snarling beast I can't turn into a purring pussycat. When a billionaire alien living in a castle on an isolated planet posts a job looking for someone to housebreak his pets I'm confident I can train them to eat out of his hand instead of trying to bite his head off.</p><p> </p><p> My growly boss has two rules. Don't touch him and remain inside my room at night. The first part's a challenge because I have an overwhelming urge to nuzzle his neck and lick . . . his fingers. As for the second I lie awake all night struggling to ignore the howls echoing through the barren castle passages.</p><p> </p><p> I might be here to train his pets to walk on a leash but I'm beginning to suspect there's a beast in this castle who wants to train me.</p><p> </p><p> </p>