Maeve
With his shirt in my hand, I watched him saunter toward the training ring. Seeing his ripped muscles and how he rolled them, I couldn’t help but drool as I stared at him without blinking. If the Moon Goddess had a basket of beauty, then I think she emptied all of it when she created Alpha Blake.
His mere presence caused a stir in the room, with everyone unable to move or look away. I could see the she-wolves blushing as they stole glances at him. I was consumed by a fiery jealousy, seething with anger, as I tightly balled my fists beneath his shirt. And Alpha Blake continued with his peacocking, as he flexed the muscles on his bulging biceps by lifting his elbow and popping them.
He really was like a peacock, flaunting himself and his decorative plumage in front of all the females
