Casey froze, his voice though soft was powerful, it sent shivers down her spine. Casey wasn’t sure whether his voice scared her or thrilled her. She slowly turned towards him, hoping to God he wasn’t mad. Her eyes widened with shock at the sight before her. Damien was half-naked, with only a low hanging towel to cover him and his magnificent body. His wet hair was still dripping water down his body. Casey’s eyes trailed the path of a water drop on his body until it disappeared where his towel hung. With her lips slightly parted and her mouth dry, Casey gulped, thinking she’d gotten more than she’d bargained for. Her eyes slowly traveled back up his body, she could feel her body react to him, her wolf purred at the sight of her mate. Casey involuntarily took a step back, and her hands went
