Nighttime came too quickly for the blonde-haired she-wolf.
She was nervous, and you’d be too if you had decided to move on to someone who was intimidating in every sense of the word.
Aiyisha hadn’t seen him since noon, when she had watched him practice, and that night, for the first time since Killian joined their pack, she didn’t have dinner with him. She needed to get ready— in every sense of the word, if you know what I mean.
And so she took extra care to make sure that she applied the foul-smelling paste one of the she-wolves had recommended to her all over her body— apparently, it got rid of all unwanted hairs, leaving everywhere smooth and neat. She bathed in a mixture of sweet-smelling oils to get the foul smell off her body. Everything was fresh and clean by the time she was do
