Kael didn't carry me to the front doors of the packhouse. He bypassed the public areas entirely, scaling the heavy stone balcony of the third floor with terrifying agility and leaping straight through the open double doors of his private suite.
He set me down gently on the plush rug before shifting back into his human form.
He stood up, completely naked, his broad, incredibly muscular back facing me. I immediately averted my eyes, my face burning scarlet, but my inner wolf was shamelessly appreciative of the view.
"Turn around, Aria," Kael commanded softly.
"You don't have any clothes on," I mumbled, keeping my eyes firmly fixed on the intricate pattern of the rug.
I heard the rustle of fabric, and a few seconds later, Kael sighed. "I put pants on. Look at me."
I slowly lifted my hea
