"By the way, we are going to shop today morning. You don't have any clothes left and a shopping haul is extremely urgent for now," he said and she nodded her head.
He was right. Last night he got her another dress but it was already dirty and she was afraid that it was not going to come out easily.
She mentally cursed herself for doing this to herself. Even the dress as before was dirty and she couldn't wear that either.
She felt like punching herself for putting herself in such embarrassing situations.
"What am I going to wear now?" She asked, embarrassed herself for asking for help when she was the one who got herself in such situation.
"Why don't you roam around naked? I won't mind," he said with a smirk and she looked at him with widened eyes. She didn't think that he was the type to joke around about such stuffs.
"I am joking. You don't need to take me seriously," he said as fast as possible, intimated by her stare.
She wanted to smack him on his head and tell that you shouldn't joke about such stuffs but she controlled herself. She couldn't let him see her real face yet.
"Then what am I going to wear?" This time, her voice wasn't hesitant, as if she wasn't the one who made such an dumb decision here.
"You can wear one of my shirts. They are big enough to cover your thighs," he said with a cough.
This idea was too intimate. But they didn't have any other way out and she agreed to wear his shirt eventually.
He got her one of his shirts but the thing is, it was a transparent one.
"I promise that I am not doing this intentionally. That's the only shirt I have which is clean. Others need to be washed," he came to his defense and with a sign, Amara went to the bathroom to change.
After a few minutes, she came out. Her eyes were still on the ground, too shy to look at him.
The shirt was covering her till her mid thigh. Her hair was wet and free, water still dripping from them, resulting the shirt to get wet.
But that's not what shocked Nicolas. It was the bra that was shocking and a test for his self-control at the same time.
She was wearing a red bra which was as clear as the daylight. He ended up cursing every single person he knew for this.
This was an ultimate challenge to him. It was pure torture for him. He was having a really really hard time controlling himself. The urge to have her was growing more and more with each passing second and he was growing more impatient.
He was afraid that she would find out how much control she has over his body by the reactions given by his body.
He was as hard as one could get at that moment and all because of her.
Yet she was standing there with a clueless and innocent face like she wasn't the reason behind why he took a cold shower and was going to take another cold shower.
"Ahem, you should go back to sleeping again. I have some work to do," he said and she nodded her head, hesitantly.
She was feeling slightly sleepy before changing to his shirt. Now that she has his cloth covering her body, she couldn't think straight.
Despite the shirt being transparent, it was giving her a cozy feeling. It's as if he was the one hugging her.
She wanted to chuckle at her thoughts. Even though he said that it was the only clean shirt he has doesn't mean it was bare of any scent.
She could smell his fragrance coming from his shirt. It was the same smell he always carries with himself no matter where he is.
Now that she was smelling just like him, she was feeling giddy inside.
"You are right. I should get some sleep now," she said while moving towards the bed.
He thought that the torture was finally over but as she went to the bed and laid down, he could see her bare thighs and a little bit of her red panties.
He felt as if the entire universe was against him today. He was getting tested again and again but he was determined to show that he wasn't the one who would lose his self-control this easily.
"Well, um, you should use the blanket. It's a little cold today since it's still pouring outside. You might catch a cold if you don't use a blanket," he said and she nodded her head before agreeing to pull the blanket over her body.
His brain, heart and soul was saying only one thing at that moment and it was, war is finally over.
He still had to take a cold shower though. He decided to take the shower first before leaving.
By the time, he came to the room, Amara was already sleeping.
He left with a smile. He had a few more works to do before finally introducing Amara to the pack.
He needed to make sure that no one has the courage to annoy her. He called his cousins and other close pack members.
He doesn't have a sibling but he was just as close to his cousins. They were no less than his own brother-sister to him.
He knew that they are going to get angry at him for not telling them about this whole mate thing before, especially Alexander, his youngest cousin but he was sure that they would understand once he explains why.
He met them and Alexander's reaction was just as dramatic as he expected from him.
"You forgot to tell us about your mate today. One day you would forget about us and we would be left alone like we never existed in your life. I didn't expect this from you. I thought that you are better than this," he dramatically said while wiping off his invisible tears and Nicolas couldn't help but roll his eyes.