I knew I couldn’t keep him waiting for too long. Even though he was the complete opposite of the type of werewolf I longed for, he had a good physique, and I worried that he might break in if I didn’t obey.
I took a deep breath, opened the door to face him, and stepped outside, closing the door behind me.
“Emett, please leave me here. I’m unwell, and I don’t want you to see this.”
He looked at me, his face full of concern.
“Corinna, I will be your husband. I can’t leave you alone if you’re ill.”
“Please, Emett, don’t make me feel more embarrassed.”
His eyes widened in surprise, and I realised he understood that it was indecent for him, as a male werewolf, to follow a she-wolf out to the outhouse, even if she was his beloved fiancée.
“I’m sorry, Corinna, but I’m so worried about yo
