Marsh's POV
It was rare to see Warwick being so serious, and his words actually made sense.
I sobered up a bit and started to think about it.
I only knew that someone put wolfsbane in my wine, and I didn't investigate it thoroughly.
As an Alpha, I had resistance to wolfsbane.
But that night, I couldn't resist it at all.
And Jeffrey happened to be on leave and wasn't around.
I staggered back to the room and made a phone call. But just as I hung up, a woman pushed the door open and walked in.
That woman knew me, and she called my name, saying that she had liked me for a long time.
I was drugged, and my senses became unusually sharp. But when that woman threw herself at me, I failed to react in time.
My wolf seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
I couldn't wake it up, nor could
