Chapter 11

Phoebe

After returning home from our pack hunt, Liam jumps into the shower while I take a seat on the bed. My heart is pumping from the ghouls and the dragon we met in the forest. I also can’t stop thinking about Adrian.

Should I try to call him?

I really don’t know what to do...

“Everything okay?” I look up and see Liam walking out of the shower. He is half-naked, which is...extremely distracting. His nipples are rock-hard and he chuckles. “You’re staring at me, Duchess.”

A fierce blush spreads over my face. “Can’t help it,” I say, my eyes still glued to his body. “I mean, it’s hard to look away. You’re ridiculously ripped.”

Liam laughs and walks towards me, his muscles flexing as he moves. He sits next to me on the bed, and I can feel the heat radiating from him. But...looking is wrong...right? I glance away, but Liam’s fingers grab my chin.

“You don’t have to look away,” he says, his voice low and husky. “In fact, I quite like being admired. We had quite a stressful day today, and