Wynta
She watched as Jared stripped his clothes off and smiled to herself as she eyed him over. He was not only handsome but as ripped as one could get, she thought. “Not bad for an 80-year-old.” She teased him.
“I might be in my 80s sweetheart, but I got me a younger woman. She’s 50 years my junior and sexy as hell, can’t get enough of this old man.” He teased right back, then he stepped back a few steps, and she watched him shift into his wolf Creed.
She was more than surprised that he was nearly completely white, there was a smattering of silver on his head but the rest of him was all white, pristine like snow. His brilliant green eyes sparkled almost, against the white of his fur. She felt Remi’s happiness at seeing him. He stood nearly as tall as she was, his head coming to her che
