The door eventually opened. Sera stepped out, wrapped hastily in a towel, droplets of water clinging to her skin, tracing the curves of her body in ways that were impossible to ignore. The pale fabric clung in places, betraying the shape of her shoulders, the swell of her breasts, and the gentle arc of her hips.
Her hair was damp, her white strands now becoming more and more visible. "Alpha!" she exclaimed, a flush rising to her cheeks that made her even more arresting. She bowed slightly. "I wasn't expecting you yet," she admitted.
"Mum said you asked to see me," he said. His mind struggled to maintain discipline, yet each breath he took was drawn to her.
Sera took a small step closer, her towel clutched tightly around her, the tension in her posture speaking volumes about her internal struggle. "Yes… uh… yeah. I'm getting married," she said. She avoided his gaze for a heartbeat, then forced herself to meet his eyes.
