Laura
The following morning I have a rude awakening. I'm back in my human form, naked and in tremendous pain.
But the burning sensation in my body isn't from falling on the hard floor. No. I think I'm entering heat—my p***y is clenching, and it feels like fire is raining over me.
"Fuck..." I dizzily stand up from the floor and don't even bother to take another glance at Roger.
He is fine; I checked multiple times during the night.
The person who isn't okay as me. Not if I'm entering heat as an unmarked werewolf in a mansion filled with unmated werewolf men.
It means my body will release this intoxicating scent that no unmated werewolf will be able to resist.
I'm in so much trouble.
I drag my body towards the door—only to crash into Caleb's tuxedo-clad chest the first thing I
