Raya's POV
I stood in front of Charles, completely scared out of my mind. My heart was racing, and my palms were sweating in anticipation over what he was going to do. He kept looking from me to my bag and back at me again over and over again.
I tried not to look at him. He was in nothing but a pair of athletic shorts, and his muscles were on full display. He was so ridiculously toned. I hated how my body was betraying me. I squeezed my thighs tightly together, hoping he wouldn't smell my arousal.
I hated how fricken sexy i thought he was. He had to know he was. I might even check myself out in the mirror if I looked that good. I wouldn't even care if I seemed big headed and full of myself.
I jumped back when he spoke. I quickly realized it wasn't Charles that was talking, but his wolf
