"Wildflower, drop the towel." Emrys ordered in the deepest tone I've ever heard.
My body reacted quicker than my mind could process his words. I blame that deep, raspy voice of my mate. The way that he orders me around in these moments... Demands things from me... It makes me want to give Emrys everything he wants.
So, I let go of my towel with no hesitation.
Honestly, I'm not sure that I was actually registering the fact that I was standing stark naked right in front of my mate. For Werewolves, nudity is normal. Even at Anderson, it's normal to catch glimpses of people running around naked.
However, I am not at school right now. I'm not naked due to a shift, but because it was demanded of me. By my mate. And... Emrys is not a Werewolf. He is my mate.
This situation is completely d
