Draven's POV
My head felt like it was being split apart by an axe. This hangover was why I normally stayed away from heavy drinking. But after Caroline turned me down yesterday,I'd spent the night drinking with Ryan and Joseph until we all blacked out.
"Just kill me now. This headache is torture,"I groaned as Ryan stumbled into my office with Clara's help.
Clara helped Ryan fall onto the couch next to me while Rose,our cleaning lady,came in with a tray of hangover cures,trying not to laugh at our state.
"Some hangover,Alpha! And Beta Ryan isn't looking much better," Rose grinned. "You're not young wolves anymore. I brought bins in case your stomachs rebel,just like your mate did."
Clara burst out laughing while Ryan and I just looked at each other miserably.
"Rose,I'm only letting yo
