Chapter 11: Kisses and Tears
-ALEC-
“I didn’t bring a swimsuit.” Leena’s voice is sullen, and I pivot to look her in the eyes, unwilling to let go of her hand just yet.
“Look where we are, Leena. Does this look like a place where swimsuits are required?”
Leena processes for a moment, her eyes flicking from mine to the floor in a shy, coy gesture that does nothing to persuade me of her innocence. When she looks back up, she looks determined.
“If the water is cold, you can fuck right off with that, but…okay. Let’s do it!”
I whoop a sound of victory, dropping her hand to rip my bag from my shoulders and toss it to the ground where it’ll be safe from any splashing. Once it’s down and I see Leena placing her own bag down I begin to strip, nudity commonplace among wolves, almost more so than being fully clothed in some packs.