Undo My Dress

Lila’s POV

An hour later, I was in Emily’s car, the music blasting as we sped toward the club. The sun had set by now, and the night was alive with the sounds of crickets and the occasional howl in the distance.

“This is going to be so fun!” Emily shouted over the music, her eyes wide with appreciation as she glanced at me from the driver’s seat. “I’m so glad you agreed to come out tonight. It’s going to be epic, I promise!”

I laughed, feeling a little of my earlier tension slip away. “You always say that, Em.”

“And I’m always right, aren’t I?”

I couldn’t argue with that. Emily had a knack for making even the most mundane outings feel like an adventure, and tonight was shaping up to be no different.

The club was already packed when we arrived, the line stretching out the door and around the corner. But Emily, being the social butterfly she was, managed to get us in without a hitch.

As soon as we stepped inside, the music hit me like a physical force, the bass reverberating through my chest. The dance floor was a sea of bodies, moving in time with the beat, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat, alcohol, and something else—something wild and primal that made my wolf stir restlessly inside me.

I hadn’t shifted in weeks, too caught up in my studies to give in to the call of the wild, but now, something, or maybe someone was stirring my wolf up. I took an immediate glance around the people in the room.

I had not had a chance to find who or what caused the stirring when Emily grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bar. “Let’s get drinks first, then we can dance!”

I nodded, letting her lead the way. I wasn’t much of a drinker, but tonight, I figured I could make an exception. After all, I was here to unwind, and a little alcohol might help me do just that.

We squeezed our way through the crowd, finally reaching the bar where Emily ordered us a pair of cocktails—something fruity and sweet that went down easy but packed a punch. I took a sip, savoring the burst of flavor on my tongue.

“Better?” Emily asked, raising her glass in a toast.

“Better,” I agreed, clinking my glass against hers.

We downed our drinks and made our way to the dance floor, the music pulling us in like a magnet. Emily was right beside me, her laughter ringing out as we danced together, our movements fluid and carefree.

I don’t know how long we danced, but eventually, I needed a break. I made my way out of the dance floor to get more drinks. I drowned more shots of tequila till I became tipsy. I glanced at my phone and the time stared back, leaving me in utter shock.

It was almost midnight!

“We should get going,” I shouted to Emily over the music.

She frowned, but made her way back to me. “Oh Lila, don’t be such a killjoy,”

I picked up my phone and shoved it to her face. “Blame that,”

“Oh fuck me!” She exclaimed. “We need to get you back,”

I nodded. “Exactly,”

She fumbled with her purse and paid the bartender with her credit card. Then we made our way through the crowd, heading for the exit.

The club was situated on the edge of town, and beyond the parking lot, I could see the dark silhouette of the forest, its trees swaying gently in the breeze. But looking at Emily resting her petite body on the car in exhaustion, I knew we would probably die before we arrived at Frost Mansion.

“We can’t go anywhere like this Em,” I said to her, making staggering steps towards her.

“I only realized that Lila. I have called Reuben,” She replied.

I rolled my eyes at the mention of Reuben. He's her boyfriend and a shithole. He was leeching off her and she knows but lets him because of love.

Fuck that.

“What for?” I asked her.

“Except you want to lodge in the hotel here, he is our ticket out of here,” She replied.

“Damn it Em, my brother also hates the sight of Reuben,” I said.

Her mouth twitched a bit. “I’m sorry Lila,”

I glanced at her and sighed.

“Alright little bunny. You can go off with your prince charming, but I would stay the night here instead,” I replied.

Her eyes immediately brightened up and she sprang towards me. “I love you so much,” She squealed.

I chuckled because I knew that her excitement was over the fact that we would not be going home. Not long after, her boyfriend arrived and since I couldn’t stand his presence, I decided to retire first.

I made my way groggily to the reception where I would get lodged in the hotel. “Ronan would be so mad when he realizes where I went,” I muttered as I handed the lady at the reception, Ronan’s gold card.

The lady’s eyes brightened and she gave me the keys to one of the vip rooms. “Last floor. Third room to the left, Miss Frost,” She smiled.

“Thank you,” I replied and grabbed my keys and card.

“Third room to the left.” I said in hushed tones trying to mimic the way the lady said it. I laughed at my silliness and continued my journey to my room.

When I arrived at the last floor, I was too wasted to comprehend anything else but my steps. I stared blankly at the rooms to my left and to my right. “Right it is,” I smiled and made my way to the third room.

I raised the key to the door, but it was already open. I frowned and stepped inside the room. “Hello?” I called out.

I heard no response. I sighed and fell exhaustedly to the bed. Before I could have the chance to shut my eyes, I felt my wolf suddenly awaken again. This time even more intense than the last time.

I raised my head, just in time to see the most handsome man on earth, walk out of the bathroom with a white towel tied loosely on his waist, just below his belly button. His dark hair is wet and needs the attention of something hot.

Me.

His abs look more alluring than the way those ads make him look. He has a tall and muscular build that makes me water even without him saying a word.

“Caden Walker,” I whispered with a raspy breath.

I was certain I was finally losing it. Few shots of tequila has gotten me to the point of hallucinating Caden Walker’s presence. He was the most high priced model on earth. A badass playboy and the man I have always dreamed of fathering my child.

If I ever have one that is.

“Strip,” He said in the most seductive baritone voice I have ever heard.

If I was hallucinating, then I would gladly stay here for a while. I immediately rose from the bed and began to undo my dress.