After the blonde girl’s departure, the silence settled over the room. Kai clutched his head with both hands. The pain was unbearable, like someone was driving a spike through his skull. He groaned, squinting against the light that seemed to pierce his eyes. The bitter taste in his mouth told him he was hungover. "Damn it!" he cursed. How on earth had he gotten drunk? He rarely touched alcohol. It must have been that woman he had just thrown out. Damn her.
She was beautiful, he admitted that much, with an air of kindness and innocence that almost fooled him. But he knew better. He couldn't have spent the night with her. He had never been able to be intimate with any woman. Yet she had insisted that she was his mate. What a cheap trick.
Crawling to the restroom, Kai splashed his face with
