Lyla

Lyla POV:

It wasn't helping that Prince Cameron's jaw-dropping torso was on display. Goddess, he was a pure alpha male. I've seen my fair share of semi-naked men back in the pack and even Jax, but hell, if any, could even come in a mile of competition with the fine specimen in front of me. Unlike other alphas I had seen with six-pack abs, he had eight. Muscles rigid with water droplets from his impromptu shower glistened on the smooth skin. Even though all I wanted to do was stare at the delicious body all day long and a little voice in my mind telling me to lick those ridges, all my thoughts went down the drain when the prince mentioned that the majority of training would be in wolf form. I honestly thought I would've been kicked out of the program till I shifted, but luckily I wasn't. However, the alternative was not something I was not looking forward to. I could hardly control my pussy around them and the thought of being so close would make it go wild. Not to mention, I would ha