Ivy
Oh, hell no.
A tent?
A f*****g tent!?
I shake my head furiously. "No, way. This isn't happening."
Alpha Maurice furrows his brows at me. "Do you have a problem with this arrangement, Ivy?"
I clear my throat, preparing to give him a speech. "Alpha Maurice, with all due respect, a tent isn't suitable for um...um...canoodling."
Canoodling? Why the hell did I say that?
Alpha Maurice raises an eyebrow at me. "And what, pray tell, would be suitable for canoodling?"
I look at Ryder pleadingly, silently begging him to come up with something.
Ryder takes a deep breath. "A private room, perhaps? A cabin or something?" he suggests.
Alpha Maurice nods thoughtfully. "I see you are embarrassed, but it's a tradition to finish the mating ritual by mating where the whole pack is present."
I
