Marco wakes up with a pounding headache and a screaming wolf in his head. He regrets drinking so much last night, but that was the only way to settle his restless wolf. He opens his eyes slowly and takes in the unfamiliar surroundings of a hotel room. He tries hard to tune out his wolf, he just doesn’t have the energy to deal with him this morning. The scent in the room is divine and it does wonders for his headache. Jasmine, lilac and chocolate, he breathes in deeply and tries to relax. He hears rustling of silk and turns his head towards the sound. A woman is standing by the window and the hot chocolate in her hand is part of that divine scent he cannot get enough of. She has long, straight, raven black hair and the midnight blue robe she is wearing is translucent. He can clearly see her
