Chapter Six - What A Predicament

Amy’s POV

From the minute I rushed into Alpha Kane’s bedroom I knew I was in trouble. How much had he remembered? Had some of the various lurid suggestions I’d planted taken root, or not? I didn’t like the way he was staring at me, greedily, as if we’d been having sex for hours.

It turns out he wasn’t such a fool and I made a mental note not to underestimate him in future.

Stepping back into the role I was playing, trying not to overdo the helplessness or stray into assertive territory, I wasn’t too surprised when he ordered me to remove my skirt. Seduction techniques were in a different part of the manual, the one I’d skimmed over in a fit of pique, though it seemed I was halfway there already.

To say the Alpha liked me was an understatement if the bulge in his pants was anything to go by. I was doing my best not to admire either his six pack or the v-shaped abs which pointed in a direction I didn’t want to investigate.

Maybe that was why I did an about face and mumbled something