Caden
I had just hung up the phone after a frustrating conversation with Peru. We were finalizing details for getting me a surrogate —a temporary solution to my pack’s demands. The idea of it sat bitterly in my gut, and I wasn’t sure if it was the plan itself or the fact that it felt too much like settling.
Finding Lila snooping outside my door was the least thing I expected. I kissed her again. I am beginning to get too familiar with her scent. She smiled like vanilla and lilies. That was how I knew she was outside my door.
When I finally pulled back, breathless, I let my hands roam her sides, feeling the heat radiating off her skin. “But what exactly are your plans for the weekend, Lila?” I asked, my voice low and rough with desire.
She smirked up at me, eyes glinting with mischief
