An undeniable ache shot through my body, jerking me awake. I inhaled the sweet scent of butterscotch and sank down into my memory-foam mattress, pulling my satin pillow closer and trying to sleep for a bit longer. It was still dark outside.
That was some terrible dream last night. I mean, the Chaos finally returning after nine—
Someone slung a heavy arm over my waist and pulled me closer. I tensed and opened my eyes. This wasn’t my room, nor my mattress, nor my pillow either. And that scent didn’t belong to… just anyone. That scent belonged to the one and only: Alpha Maddox.
Quickly, I pushed his arm off my body and shifted in the bed to glare at his ugly face—yes, ugly, just like his personality. Red moonlight flooded in through the large floor-length windows, illuminating his dark bro
