Alpha Alec's Redemption by Kathy M

Chapter 0180

Mostly we leave our clothes where we can find them or use the ones hidden in different spots. Like I said, it would be traumatizing for children to watch naked pack members every time someone shifts. As for us sleeping together three years ago, well, I still can't remember the details of that night. Meaning, technically, even though we have slept together and have a kid, I've never seen him naked. "Please, turn around," she whispers almost as if it's a prayer.

"Seriously, Nyx?"

"What? I want to see what he's packing."

""We hate him."

"True, but that doesn't mean we can't look at or admire those muscles... I mean, look at him. You have to admit that he's a fine specimen, even if he's a complete jerk."

I don't say anything. I refuse to admit a single thing. It doesn't matter anyway. Alec is a no-go zone.

As if feeling my gaze on him, he turns. It's dark, but with his heightened vision, I know he can clearly see me.

I refuse to turn and hide. I refuse to pretend like I wasn't watching him. I am not a coward.

"Come on, Sadie, just one peek," Nyx begs, her voice filled with a hint of desperation.

She's honestly a confusing wolf. One minute she hates his guts, and the next she wants to see his dick. I mean, who even does that? I blame the effects of the moon because I refuse to accept that I have a horny and dirty-minded wolf.

fight with everything I got, unwilling to let my eyes look down past his neck. I don't need any temptation, especially this close to the

seeing things, but I feel like his eyes are daring me the more I continue to watch. It's

to skin. Feel the heat between us. I feel the desire to be in my mate's arms. To drown in his scent and to

at each other for a few minutes until he turns away and shifts into his

from the window and just lean

a good opportunity," Nyx grumbles, making

burned, leaving trails of molten fire on my skin. He didn't touch

Likeiket

driving me to the

el?

brain to go to sleep and my body to release the desire that has

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voices. Giggles of young girls. My vision is blurry and I can barely see anything. Someone is pulling me. I know it's not Aspen because I would recognize her anywhere. We are rushing somewhere as we both

are footsteps behind

Chasing us.

voice

are supposed to be with your mistress, studying. Your mother will have

are being dramatic, Sophie," the young girl says,

Where am I? Who is the