He watches me and I thank the goddess for the rain or everybody would be able to scent my arousal, but the mud helps conceal it. That and the flush of my face.
“ALPHA KING WARRICK WINS!” Mason yells. I look around and people are clapping, cheering, and watching us. I nod and plaster on a fake smile, looking down at Warrick, who is still kneeling and sitting back on his heels.
“Congrats.” I say and walk away, feeling the heat of his eyes on me and hating myself for the way it makes me feel.
We are supposed to be slowly giving him a chance, not be ready to jump his damn bones the first chance we get.
I make it back to my room, while brushing people off. Telling them that I need to take a shower, and I do, but I also need to take care of this need.
I clean my body and hair from the
