Chapter thirty eight

Alpha Marcus P.O.V

W hen I had knocked on the door of the complex’s newest resident, I certainly hadn’t expected the sight that greeted me. Vanessa’s silky silver hair had been pulled up into a ponytail, showing off the smooth lines of her face and neck. The outfit she was wearing for training was far from the usual appropriate attire. A lean flat stomach and symmetrical hip bones peeked out from above a pair of very low black leggings. My eyes moved upward past her tapered waist, and landed on a sports bra that could barely contain her full chest. A deep V of cleavage pushed up and over the blue fabric. My mouth literally fell open. My wolf howled in approval. I looked her up and down, desire growing within me. Her body reacted to my heated gaze. When I scented her arousal in the air, it was all I could do not to throw himself at her. My wolf clawed to get out, to move forward, to take what was his.

Her eyes met mine briefly before she blushed and looked away. That was my cu