POV: Ameera

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” I heard him ask, as he snapped me out of my thought with his stern tone.

“Wiping the blood off your body, Alpha Keith!

Was that not what you asked me to do?” I retorted, diverting my eyes from his crotch to the towel in my hand that had gone cold from being held on his chest for too long. He held my wrist, stopping me from taking off my hand from his chest. I gasped in shock when he pulled me down, forcing me to fall right into his arms.

“You must think that I’m stupid!

You know,...