Zara
Quietly, I left, and Alpha emerged from the bathroom at the same moment. Wrapped only in a towel that sat low on his narrow waist, his damp hair obscured his infinitely dark yet captivating eyes.
I swallowed, stopping in my tracks. Drops of water trickled down the hard, narrow lines of his torso.
Involuntarily, I stared at him.
Before my gaze dropped to where his towel lay, I came to my senses and looked away. "Could you please stop wandering around like that until I get back?" I hissed, hoping my cheeks didn't flush.
He froze; his hungry gaze, reminiscent of a hungry panther's, never left me as he replied in his deep, husky voice.
"You were in the closet; I didn't want to disturb you." His gaze slid to my chest, and I quickly grabbed my robe and buttoned it. He was right, though.
Giving me another angry glare, he walked to the closet and closed the door behind him. I sighed with relief and turned to his enormous bed.
