Alexa tightened her hands in his hair, the simple gesture enough to quell the doubts forming in his eyes, but as if on cue, his stomach grumbled.
Loud.
“f**k,” he mumbled, embarrassed. “I didn’t mean…I mean, I couldn’t…” As big and muscled as he was now, his cheeks still blushed pink and he stepped back from their embrace, practically ripping her hands from his hair.
Alexa bit the inside of her cheek. “Of course, you didn’t mean it, and yup, you can’t control it either. You’re a shifter, Zeke. It means all your appetites are amplified. Not just your s****l ones. You need food. Lots of it. Hardy, meaty, muscle-building meals. Shifter males eat almost twice their body weight every day. Like lions and bears. You have a different metabolism now. Different needs. s****l, dietary, and various
