Freya And The Lycan King
I smiled and did, he had one of those proud and cocky grins that made my smile elastic.
He unbuttoned his shirt slowly and threw on the ground, then unzipped his pants just a little bit, with one last grin my way, he leaped into the air and landed on all fours, his wolf form out.
Before that, I could have sworn I heard a whistle at his chiselled body, damn!! He was hot.
“Freya,” I heard my name and I turned to all eyes on a confused Merona, then as if struck with realization she smiled sheepishly, “I mean, excuse me Luna,” she corrected her mistake.
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