Chapter 29

The Wolf's hands left her and she looked up, frightened of what might happen next.

He began stripping. Not looking at either of them, as if they weren't in the room at all, as if he hadn't just been touching Bella. And Bella couldn't help looking at him as he took off each piece of clothing and kicked it into the corner. Even though he was older, he was still impressively muscled with scars on his chest and back, one large one on his thigh, and what looked like an old burn on the back of his hip. This was not a man who had sat back while his men did all the dirty work; it was obvious that he'd seen action.

Bella couldn't help but stare, fascinated by the markings all over his body. It was unusual for anyone on the Moon to have any kind of scars; very few people were ever hurt, and even when they were injured they always had the scars removed. Imperfections were looked down on, no one would casually wear them the way the Wolf did. And yet, so