Page 56 of My Shy Alpha

Me (8:32 AM): I thouhght he was th one

Me (8:33 AM): Whyf he leave

Me (9:05 AM): Amys helpinf but I want Noah ti luck ny bwck

My cheeks burn hot, and my heart pounds against Noah’s chest. He pats my head, struggling not to laugh, but I’m screaming internally.

“Jenny, I’m so sorry. I genuinely don’t remember these fever texts! Amy was there to help me with my high fever, and I was– well, delirious.”

“I figured as much, and I’m so glad you had Amy come to help you. But how are you feeling now?”

“I feel... good, actually.”

There’s a long pause, followed by Jenny’s audible excitement. “Oh, really?”

Oh, God. It’s depressing that my therapist is this shocked that I feel good.

“What about this Noah guy you met? You’re over him already?” She asks.

That thought feels so wrong that I tense in Noah’s arms. “No,” I say, a little too strongly. I soften my voice, panic-spouting my words. “I mean, no, it didn’t turn out how I thought. He left a note that he stepped out for supplies to help with my fever, but I was so busy being anxious that I didn’t see it. Then he helped Amy take care of me.”

Jenny laughs, and my heart feels a bit lighter. At least I’ve covered the gist of what happened.

“Oh, goodness. So you’re still talking to him, I assume?”

Noah holds his breath, smiling against my ear, and I bite my lips.

“Um, yes. We’re still talking.”

I can practically see Jenny’s mischievous smile through her heightening voice. “Oh? Why do I sense something more here?”

I giggle, gripping Noah’s shoulder. “Probably because we’re doing a lot more than just talking.”

Jenny gasps before letting out a rambunctious laugh.

Noah’s breath picks up the pace, eagerness buzzing through our bond.

“Okay, what?! I need to hear this before our next session Friday, or I’ll be curious all week!” Jenny laughs, lowering her voice. “Did you have sex with him?”

Noah’s chest stiffens as I grip him tighter.

His wolf ears will hear anything and everything, but it feels too nerve-wracking to loudly announce, so I take my phone off speaker and cup my hand around my mouth to whisper. “Jenny, I had the best sex of my life. Not even just one time.”

She gasps. “What?! That’s amazing!”

“And I was the one who initiated! I felt safe with him, and so comfortable, and it was just–” I catch my breath, unable to stop smiling. “Everything about it was so good.”

Noah’s cock twitches to life against my leg, and I suck in a yearning breath.

“Oh, my God! I’m so proud of you!” Jenny says.

I giggle, knowing she understands the true depth of this accomplishment. My stinging, watery eyes conflict with the rising heat in my groin - my body reacting to Noah’s eager scent. I rub my thigh against Noah’s erection to tease him, and he shuffles against me.

“He asked for your consent?”

“Multiple times.”

“As he should! It wasn’t painful this time at all?”

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