Allison's POV
I clutched the towel tighter to my chest. "Don't look!" I demanded.
But Lucian not only looked—his gaze grew more suggestive, as if he could see through the thick towel. His thin lips curved upward. "There's nothing I haven't seen before."
My face burned hotter. He added, "Not only seen, but kissed every inch of it too."
If I'd had anything else to cover myself with, I would have thrown this towel at him. Instead, I tried to make my way to the closet with what dignity I could muster, but Lucian stood precisely in my path.
What wolf would let a cat pass when it wandered so close? I was caught before I could escape.
"What do you need? I'll get it for you," he offered.
"A knife," I replied, growing more tense with each inch closer to him. My body felt like
