I nod my head and continue to watch Alec. I’m unable to tear my gaze from him even as he begins to take off his clothes. Slowly by slowly, as if he’s giving a strip show, or maybe it’s just my dirty mind and the beginning effects of my heat, he takes them off until he doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on.
“He’s an asshole, but you have to admit he has a nice ass,” Nyx says, our eyes still fixed on him.
I don’t want to admit it, but it’s true. To be honest, I have never seen Alec fully naked. Sure, I’ve seen him shirtless and in a pair of boxers, but that’s as far as I’ve gone. I know it’s weird given we are wolves, but unlike what many believe about us, we just don’t go strutting around naked for everyone to see. Yes, we aren’t bothered about being nude, but that doesn’t mean we go aroun
