Ariana's POV
I stood up from my bed and walked into the closet to put my training clothes on. Walked into the bathroom brushed my teeth and put my hair up in a ponytail. Ten minutes later I was downstairs and ready for training.
Only to have the shock of a lifetime...
My dear mate was standing in the kitchen against the counter, sipping a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Wearing a pair of shorts and a white no sleeves shirt. His muscles are on full display. His biceps were bigger than my hands. My eyes trailed his body lines and my breath hitched. I felt Jemma purr in approval. Damn horny wolf. His chest was broad and his six-pack, no wait aight pack visible through the material.
I was lost in my thoughts were his soft chuckle brought me back to reality. His head snapped in my direction,
