Joanne’s POV
Werewolves were known for their nudity. During the fall, packs had what they called pack runs. It’s when the entire pack gets together, shifts into their wolf forms, and well, they run. I never had a wolf, so I was never able to participate; though I probably wouldn’t be able to participate even if I did have a wolf, just because I was me.
Because I was never at any of the pack runs, I had never seen a naked man before. That is, until today. Until Alexander stripped himself bare in front of me, and my mouth hung open.
I had never seen anything quite as gorgeous as him. I thought I couldn’t handle it when he took his shirt off and flexed all his many abs in front of my face. But then he tugged off his pants and boxers, and his erection flung free, and my heart stopped in m
