Chapter 82

Lola's POV

After crying for what seemed like an infinity, I stopped crying and slowly lifted my body from his to find him stark naked. I gasped, and my face turned red before I looked away from him. 

"Adriannnnn," I squealed, "why are you not wearing any clothes?" I asked him as I covered my face with my hands. Through the hole in my fingers, I peeped to see him look at his bare body before he facepalmed.

He stood up, walked into his closet, and came back after a while dressed in a sweatpant and tank top that hugged his body perfectly.

He took a seat beside me and lifted me to sit on his lap again. "Why were you naked?" I asked him after a moment of silence.

"I'm sorry. I did not mean to startle you. I ran here in my wolf form as soon as I heard your voice in my head. I wasn't really thinking. Daxon either," he explained, and I felt bad.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and cuddled closer to him. "I'm sorry for worrying you, I really am,"