Chapter 170

Chloe

Underneath the celestial canvas, the night sky unveiled its splendor, a breathtaking tapestry of stars that seemed to stretch on forever. The moon, a radiant sentinel, cast its ethereal glow over Blake's tall figure, illuminating it in a way that caused my body to pause

Beneath the night's pretty sky, the moon lit up Blake's face nicely. I glanced at him and the soft fabric at his hands back and forth. Blake noticed my look, though his face stayed serious. But I saw a bit of red on his cheeks.

Blake… Doesn't he seem embarrassed?

It was a vulnerability I hadn't seen in him before, as if there was a moment of unspoken intimacy between us.

I puzzled over the cause of his bashfulness for a moment. Then, like a light bulb turning on, it hit me. Could it be that he felt self-conscious about seeing me without any clothes on?

After all, as werewolves, our transformations often led to torn clothing, and we usually didn't have time to worry about modesty. In cases of emergencies, we don