A groan broke through the fog in my mind. I did my best to stay clinging to the comforting darkness of sleep. But then the sound came again, this time louder, and I had no choice but to be pulled out of the haze.
I managed to open one eye reluctantly, immediately regretting it. My surroundings swam into focus, familiar sofas, the warm tones of the fireplace. I was in the Greater Sitting Room. Confusion hit me like a wave. Why here? This was Alpha and Luna’s private space. I never came here.
"I told you not to wake her," came a low, commanding voice. Dominic.
The events of the previous day came crashing back in sharp, unforgiving flashes. Meeting my mate. Jeremy’s punishment, God, the memory of it made me shudder. The confrontation with the Alpha. And then... oh, no.
I groaned inwar
