However, the incident was creepy as fuck, and I made sure to disappear as soon as I arrived. At least the asshole stopped pestering me afterwards.

I sigh inwardly before shifting my attention back to the task ahead. After gazing at the shower lovingly for ten minutes straight, I decide it’s time to go into action and give this little baby here a try.

23

Conspirations

*ANTHONY*

Dalilaiseverything.I’vedecided she is the most perfect creature I’ve ever met. She is tiny but fiery, and she is stunning. And hilarious, interesting, and fun, and these beautiful grey eyes of hers, her dark hair, it’s just so beautiful. She is my everything.

I wait for her in my living room, wondering how the fuck I will go about this. Normally, when a werewolf or lycan is mated to a human, we court them outside the pack grounds! Now she is here in the pack house by accident. I know we can’t possibly hide everything from her for long.

I have no time to ponder as Dalila is back from the bathroom, the towel wrapped around her in the most delicious way ever. It’s like it’s begging for me to tug it off. “I have nothing to wear,” she mutters.

“Oh.” I tilt my head. “Right, I didn’t think about that…” I jump up, rummaging through my wardrobe. “I will later ask my brother’s girlfriend to lend you some of her clothes, but for now…” I grab my Marvel t-shirt, which is far too tight for me and just memorabilia, and a pair of shorts with a band around the middle. “How about these?”

She bursts into laughter. “I will never fit into your clothes, but I love the shirt!”

“It’s yours,” I say without even thinking twice.

Dalila looks at me with wide eyes. “Why are you so nice?” she mutters.

“I just… feel like it,” I say. “You’re special.”

“I’m not special.”

“To me, you are,” I say honestly. She needs to know, even if I might scare her off with this. She feels the bond already. I know that for a fact, or she wouldn’t have felt the tingles, and I can feel a connection between us.

“It’s so weird.” She shakes her head, gesturing with her finger for me to turn around. She is changing with me in the room? Oh, Goddess, I close my eyes before turning around. It doesn’t help much because I can hear what she does, how she drops the towel and wrestles with my clothes.

“I’m sorry I’m so weird.” I pick up our previous talk.

“You aren’t weird,” she answers. “And that’s what weirds me out. I should find it weird, but I don’t. It’s like we have a connection.”

I turn around swiftly. “You feel it, too?”

“Hey.” She glares as my eyes land on her half-naked form. She has put on the pants, but not the T-shirt yet. She is not wearing a bra. Clasping her arms around her chest, she flushes deeply.

“I’m so sorry,” I blurt out, turning around. “I thought you were finished.”

“Well,” she groans. “Now, you may as well turn around again. You’ve seen it, haven’t you?”

I turn around again, eyeing her as she slips the shirt on. For the first time ever, I feel a bit embarrassed. I’m used to seeing girls naked, and it was never awkward, but this is my mate, and she didn’t consent to having me see her topless. I rub over the back of my head. “I’m sorry,” I mutter. “But if it helps, your boobs are fucking hot.” Yeah, wow, that certainly didn’t help. “I mean, I wanted to say-”

To my surprise, Dalila stares at me wide-eyed. “You really think my body is hot?”

“I can barely tear my gaze off you,” I answer with a smile. “And here I thought you would hit me for saying that.”

“I contemplated hitting you when you peeked and saw me naked.” She frowns.

“I didn’t peek, not on purpose!” I defend myself.

“Whatever.” She rolls her eyes. Her gaze wanders out of the window, mouth dropping open as she keeps staring outside. “Oh my god,” she groans, turning her gaze away. “There are a bunch of naked guys standing outside.”

WHAT? Fuck! I glance outside, noticing some warriors trying to stop one of the trees from falling onto the parking lot. At least she didn’t see them shift.

“Why are they naked!?” she groans. “Are you some sort of nudist camp?”