Lily and James (werewolf novel) novel Chapter 211

Chapter 0211

(Brady POV)

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned as I struggled to open my eyes,

not wanting to wake up.

“She smells amazing.” Kalen linked me.

“What? Who?”

“The she-wolf laying next to you. She smells amazing.” Kalen repeated.

Uh-oh.

I quickly sat up in the bed and looked around me. Not only was there a she-wolf laying next to me, but

also both of us were completely naked.

“She is beautiful,” Kalen gushed. “She will make beautiful pups.”

I silently studied the she-wolf. Kalen was right; she was gorgeous. But why was Kalen talking about pups

and not yelling at me for blocking him last night? He never took any interest in any of my one-night

stands in the past.

More importantly, who the f&&k was this she-wolf? I rubbed my hands down my face, struggling to

remember.

Then, suddenly, almost like an answer to my question, the memories of last night came flooding back to

Charlotte. The she-wolf’s name was Charlotte. She rejected her mate yesterday. We bonded over

our broken hearts. She wanted to know if her breasts were big enough. I decided to inspect them for

her. They were perfect. Round, soft, full enough to perfectly fit my hands. She let me taste them. And

then we had the best sex that I have ever had in my entire life, including with Evelyn.

I had a vivid memory of pouring champagne all over some of Charlotte’s private regions and licking it all

off. And of her returning the favor.

Whoa.

I

As the memories came back to me, I started to wonder how much of what I was remembering was reality

versus just a dream. It has been years since my last one-night stand. Normally I drink and that is it. And

I have never had sex better than Evelyn. More than that, the picture I had in mind of what Charlotte

looked like was too perfect to be real.

I glanced over at Charlotte again. A blanket was loosely covering her. One look would not be wrong.

remember matches my drunken memory.

I waited for Kalen to scold me for getting such an offensive idea, but he didn’t. Instead, I felt him sit up straight in my head, as though he wanted to get a better look too.