Chapter Nine: Aureaila's P.O.V.-2

I think he likes us. Ayla said making me snort.

Out loud.

Ryce's eyes snapped back to my eyes. "Something funny Aureaila?"

I cleared my throat. "Not at all Alpha."

I smiled, and Ryce just stared into my eyes. Goddess, he has the most gorgeous green eyes. I can tell he'd showered as well with his wet black hair hanging in his eyes. The stubble that lined his chiseled jaw is now gone.

I frowned. I liked that stubble.

He's wearing dark jeans, and ironically a dark purple V-neck shirt. Goddamn, that shirt is tight around his muscles.

"What ya want Alpha?" I asked.

Ryce glared at me. "Why would you answer your door in nothing, but a towel?"

"Because I do what I want." I shrugged.

Ryce pushed himself into my bedroom, and shut the door behind him never taking his eyes off of me.

"Hey, what the hell d……