28. Show Me

Ivy

Oh, hell no.

A tent?

A fucking tent!?

I shake my head furiously. "No, way. This isn't happening."

Alpha Maurice furrows his brows at me. "Do you have a problem with this arrangement, Ivy?"

I clear my throat, preparing to give him a speech. "Alpha Maurice, with all due respect, a tent isn't suitable for um...um...canoodling."

Canoodling? Why the hell did I say that?

Alpha Maurice raises an eyebrow at me. "And what, pray tell, would be suitable for canoodling?"

I look at Ryder pleadingly, silently begging him to come up with something.

Ryder takes a deep breath. "A private room, perhaps? A cabin or something?" he suggests.

Alpha Maurice nods thoughtfully. "I see you are embarrassed, but it's a tradition to finish the mating ritual by mating where the whole pack is present."

I look at Alpha Maurice incredulously. "Seriously? You want us to have sex in front of everyone?"

Alpha Maurice nods again. "Yes, it's part of our traditions. It's a way for the pack to witness and acknowledge yo