POV: Adan Bradford
“So beautiful,” I said, seeing the white wolf right in front of me.
Her doe-like eyes stopped being so fierce and became calm as she stared at me in the most adorable fashion. I bent down and touched it on its cheek. I was right; Calla was not able to overcome her transformation yet.
As soon as my hand touched her face, she shape-shifted back into her human form, and as I had guessed when leaving home, she was naked and felt really shy. I turned away and threw my jacket in her direction.
A few minutes later, she spoke up. “I’m all done,” she stated.
I turned around only to see her looking down and trying to avoid my gaze, filled with second-hand embarrassment. The leather jacket stopped at her thigh area, and she had zipped it all the way up to her neck.
Being only
