A Howl in One

Just another day in the restaurant. That's what Eliana thought, until a walking alpha god stepped into the room.
Frozen in place, her heart pounded, and her head spun. She didn't know what was happening to her. She usually rushed off to greet and seat the newest customers as they arrived, but this man, in all his chiseled, sensual deliciousness, had her spellbound.
His dark hair, devastating eyes, and his sheer size reeked of alpha male energy. Eliana had never seen or felt that. Her pack members didn't exhibit those qualities.
Eliana was intoxicated by his aroma. Hot cocoa with roasted vanilla rose over the scent of the dark roast coffee brewing nearby. Sweet and tempting, she tried to hold in the burning desire to drink him in.
He was a man on a mission, his stride smooth and confident as he approached the counter. Eliana's heart beat faster with each inch he came closer. It hit her when he was about halfway through the building.
Mine! Her animal demanded.
No, no, no, not this. Not now.
Yes. Now.