Chapter Eight - Go Fish
William
It was a beautiful day to go to the lake. The sky was partially overcast, which would be perfect for fishing. I whistled as I packed my tackle box and my best pole into the back of my car. I’m not going to lie, I was excited for my “playdate” with the Alpha. He was different from any of the men I had ever dated, of course first and foremost because he wasn’t merely a man. He was a wolf, and a powerful one at that. Was that the appeal? Was that what was drawing me to him? The man practically oozed with self-confidence and charisma.
It was a forty-five minute drive to the little lake. It was tucked away in a pocket of national forest, so far off the beaten path that there were hardly ever any other people there. Motorized boats were prohibited
