HANNAH

“What the hell is happening to me with this male?!”

“Lycan prince, lie back on your cloak,” I asked, my voice coming out more commanding than usual.

I tried to sound calm. I mean, I’ve always been a confident woman! But something about him made me nervous.

“Just call me Magnus,” he corrected me again, and I nodded in uncomfortable silence.

I looked away a little when I saw him take off the ripped cloak and then his shirt to lay them on the cave floor.

Goddess, this male was handcrafted,