Alpha Clarke’s POV.
I enter my chamber after my meeting with my Beta, and my fiancée Den is already there waiting for me. She is wearing a sexy black nightgown that hugs her curves in all the right places. The smug smile on her face tells me she has something planned.
She sits in front of me as I change in front of the mirror and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Hey there, handsome," she purrs.
I grunt in response, not in the mood for pleasantries. But I know I have to keep up appearances, so I ask her how her day was. She rambles on about some trivial matter that I don't care about.
As I finish changing, Den studies me with a curious look. "Is everything okay?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.
I couldn't help but notice the way Den's silk nightgown hugged her curves, the way it flowed down
