The Runt & The Alpha

Chapter 32- I Knew It.

Layla's pov                       play song, if you want

Once our kiss finally broke, Landon helped me down from the rock. I had thought we were leaving but, he did something completely unexpected, he started to take his shirt off. Which made me blush as always, I've seen him without a shirt but, every time will still make it seem like the first. Mia on the other hand basically urged me to look at him. Whereas I was too nervous to, his hand came up to grip my chin to lift my head up.

"You can look you know, I'm all yours." he said it softly but, with a smirk, making the heat rush to my cheeks once again.

Then he pecked my lips quickly, lifting his foot up against the rock, starting to take his shoes off. This time I did for once allow my eyes to look at him, his body was well built, I definitely couldn't tear my eyes away. From his abs to his defined chest. I quickly looked away once he straightened himself up.

That's when I finally got my head out of the gutter to ask, "W-what are you doing?"

"Not me, we." he stated, leaving his shoes there and turning to face me, when he noticed I still wasn't following he continued, "We're going for a swim."

"What?" A light laugh escaped me, "I don't have anything to wear." I muttered, kind of embarrassed.

If he wanted me to just go in my underwear I wasn't ready for him to see that much of me. It was embarrassing as my body wasn't the prettiest. Even if he was my mate, I hate my scars on my body. I could only imagine what he'd think.

Landon grabbed his shirt off the rock and tossed it to me which I caught luckily, "You can wear my shirt, yeah?" he asked, starting to unbutton his pants which sent my nerves to sky rocket.

"O-okay." I said breathlessly, as I watched him.

I didn't know how to react watching him get completely undressed in front of me besides his boxers. It's not like we changed in front of each other. I always changed in the bathroom and him in the room. I've never seen a sight like this, let alone it being my own mate. He pulled his pants down, stepping out of them before picking them up and throwing them over the rock.

Then he ran a hand through his hair which was already so messy from me. A part of me didn't dare look there but, my curiosity got the best of me and I glanced down quickly.

To say the least Mia was right, "I knew it!"

"Alright, I'm gonna go get in, don't take to long." he winked at me, which made me feel weak in the knees.

Then he jogged towards the deep end of the river and I turned around facing the rock. I breathed in deeply to calm my nerves, clutching the thin fabric of his shirt in my hand. The thought of him possibly looking over here while I got undressed to put the shirt on. Was enough to send my nerves into overdrive.

'He's our mate.' Mia kept telling me, his scent was still on the shirt, so I inhaled to calm myself, 'He thinks were perfect.'

I smiled at the memory of when he did say that I was perfect, it was before our first kiss. Mia was right, he's only ever called me beautiful ever since we met. Not once has he looked at me with disgust in his eyes or resentment. After counting to three I got undressed, my pants being last. As I stepped out of them I ran my hand over my stomach, looking at the scars that were also on my back too.