"It's alright. Go back to sleep. I'll get it," he had the audacity to say, as if she could drift back into dreams after seeing that. She swallowed hard, her tongue darting out to wet suddenly dry lips.
Go back to sleep, my ass, she thought bitterly. No woman alive could sleep through that sight.
"One minute!" Kade barked toward the door. He strode toward his bedroom. May caught herself staring at the flex of his ass as he disappeared through the door. She groaned and dropped her face into her hands. Oh, for heaven's sake, May. Get a grip. Except she wasn't sure she wanted to.
When he reappeared, he was clothed—but only barely. A pair of black shorts hung low on his hips, the drawstring loose enough to leave an obscene outline beneath. He didn't even look embarrassed when he flung the door open.
Elliot stood there, straight-backed in his Gamma uniform, a picture of discipline.
"Beta Kade, the Silver Council requests to see the Alpha."
