~Stuart~
We’ve been watching her all evening; Caesar has been hard to keep contained. He wants to be let free to mark her, mark her and ravish her. We are in agreement at this point, but there is no way that we can act on anything. She has a chosen mate, as do I. On top of that, her chosen mate is the Alpha, my Alpha.
I have eyes on her from afar, and I watch her walk to the back door of the packhouse. I think she senses me watching her because she stops as if she’s trying to feel for me. F**K! I swear I can smell her arousal from here, and I bet it’s just for me. Damn, the way her ass moves in that dress…..
I wait a few minutes and head into the packhouse through the same back door. Her scent hits me as I close the door. I take a deep breath, letting it coat my lungs, and I look aroun
