DAWSON
Picking out a white shirt from the closet, I turned as my door opened.
It was an Omega maid. She had fresh flowers for the vase and clean sheets for the bed.
“Greetings, Master.” she bowed, ever so seductively, flashing me her heavy cleavage.
“What do you want?” I didn't mean to sound so cranky but I've had it with their endless, seductive tricks.
It's been two weeks since I returned to the Pack. And in those two weeks, I get heavily tempted like ten times a day. Heavily.
And then there's Joyce, who's a whole different seductress on her own.
I've never been the guy to overcome such seductions. It's f*****g surprising that I am overcoming them. I guess I really meant it when I said I wanted to be a better guy for Carla.
I just hope she realizes my feelings sooner and s
