CHAPTER 11- THE TRUTH

*PHOEBE'S POV*

Riding to the pack house with Hudson thrilled me. I kept side-glancing him. He was so handsome and his kisses were the best. He ignited the fire in my core, it throbbed from the longing to feel him for the first time.

Inside, butterflies fluttered in my tummy, giving me that warm lovely effect. Things were looking up, and the optimism floated in my heart.

In silence, we got to our destination. He glanced at me before getting out of the car. The pack house was scanty. We went up the stairs, he opened his room door and allowed me to enter first.

He removed his shirt to display his sinewy gorgeous abs. The urge fought me to go and caress them, but I shook the idea away. It's time to have that talk if we were ever going to resolve our issues.

He went into the closet to change from his jeans into grey sweatpants. My wolf and I wanted to see him without them. The disappointment almost made me cry. He's seen me naked but I have yet to see him.

I patted the bed to my right