Chapter 9: Dead meat
ARIEL'S POV
My heart pounded as I pounced on the black wolf that suddenly appeared in my path, just minutes after I’d slipped out of the pack house.
It dodged my attack by a hair’s breadth, but my claws still slashed across its face. It was huge. Fierce. Its red eyes burned like they were carved straight from hell.
It snarled, furious.
I lowered myself into position, ready to strike again. But then it shifted.
Right there, before my eyes.
My breath hitched.
Alpha Viktor.
In. All. His. Naked. Glory.
He was... endowed. But I didn’t have the luxury to appreciate the artwork.
He knew. He caught me.
Oh Moon Goddess—I’m dead meat.
I immediately bowed my head in shame and defeat, unable to hold his deathly glare. Or ignore what his naked body was doing to my poo
