Judy’s POV
I lay in bed naked, watching Gavin dress. It was the middle of the night, and we just finished our 3(rd) round of s*x when he finally decided he’d had enough and was about to leave and return to his own suite. My heart was heavy as I watched him dress; I was unable to move still because my legs were too wobbly, and every fiber of my being was craving more of him. It was safer if I just stayed in the bed.
He glanced at me over his shoulder, a smug look on his face. He could smell my pending arousal, and I hated that. That was the one shitty thing about werewolves; we could literally smell everything, including arousal. After he finished pulling his shirt on over his head, he turned to look at me.
“The Ethan situation will be handled accordingly,” he told me as if we just fin
