Chapter 12

The stench was overwhelming, but Freya didn't know if she should be more worried that it wasn't a werewolf or that it was so close to the edge. "Well, let's go see," Zack muttered, taking off his shirt. Her gaze wandered over his body before she quickly turned her head back to the window so he wouldn't notice her staring at him. She was used to male wolves walking around naked because there were times when they couldn't find their clothes or didn't have them with them, but with Zack it was something completely different. She felt such a desire as she'd not have felt with any other male wolf. "Are you coming?" he asked, standing right behind her to look out the window. Her she-wolf sniffed happily at his intoxicating scent as she tried to ignore the warmth of his body. She pondered: Why did Zack have to be my mate? Why couldn't the Moon Goddess give me someone who'd accept me as I'm? Why did mates have to be naturally attracted to each other as soon as they met? Why couldn't they develo