Chapter 8: Tension by the Pool
(Eliza's POV)
"Clearly you're twisting the facts!" I snapped, pushing against Garrett's chest in frustration.
The moment my palm made contact with his body, I froze. An intense heat radiated from him, seeping through my skin like liquid fire. Suddenly, I became acutely aware of our inappropriate proximity in the moonlit pool.
Garrett was completely soaked. Water droplets traced slow, deliberate paths down his face and strong neck. His black shirt clung to his muscular frame, outlining every contour of his powerful Alpha body. Despite being fully clothed, his presence exuded raw, untamed masculinity that seemed amplified by our werewolf natures.
I tried to pull away, but his arm remained firmly around my waist, holding me in place.
"Let me go," I s
