Chapter 55

Alpha Atticus POV

I enjoy teasing my little mate knowing she can be a bit prudish sometimes, something I will be remadiating any time soon. For now, I’m finding it amusing to see her cheeks go crimson red, “What is it, princess, afraid of the big bad wolf?” I said. Still smirking, I suck on my bottom lip in a sensual way expecting to see if I can capture her attention. I think it is working because the smell of her arousal is hitting me, overwhelming me and making my nostrils flare at the same time her legs clamped together in a movement too obvious to miss.

"Don't worry, my love, I will take care of you." I assured her to quiet down her nervousness. We have been apart for a couple of days and she needs to get used to being around me again. She doesn't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed for expressing her love and passion to me. Werewolves are hot and lusty creatures, if we are not hunting we are fucking, everything w e do is to satiate our primal instinct.

I know just what my lit