I sat up in alarm, “What do you mean she’s here?”
“She got into my head,” his face was a calm mask but I could see the annoyance swirling in his eyes from being interrupted, “She wanted to give us time to be presentable; something about not wanting to see another wolf naked.”
“For good reason too,” Adamaris strutted into the room, “I’ve been scarred enough for one lifetime.”
She was wearing a black long sleeved bodysuit with skinny jeans and a huge brown jacket over it. She paired it with black high heeled boots. Her lips were painted a dark red color and her eyes were hidden behind dark shades.
When she took them off, I could see deep bags under her eyes.
“You don’t look good,” I began, “Is everything okay?”
“That’s what happens when you’re bonded to someone who can’t seem to stay out of trouble.” Her tone was cold and sharp. “I was booted out of your head during a game with my daughter this morning; what was that about?”