Amelia’s POV
I couldn’t stop blushing, especially after the rush of bliss slowly wore off, and Damien and I were left trying to rearrange our clothes. In the moment, I had been so caught up in the feel of Damien and my hair-trigger desire for him, but now that we had finished, I was realizing just where we were, and who was just on the other side of the door.
The entire pack was out there, as well as many others from Jake’s pack.
With their werewolf senses, how much had they heard? When we walked out there, would everyone know what we just did?
Damien leaned in and kissed me right on the tip of my nose. “Your blush will give you away before anything else,” he said. He glanced up. “Then maybe your hair.” Reaching up, he combed his fingers through, clearing some of the tangles that we we
