Orrin
I get to our room, and Anja is passed out on the floor. I transform, not caring that the maid is watching because nudity means nothing to me, and rush to Anja’s side.
“Anja, can you hear me?” Her eyes shoot wide open, violet and strong. “Anja?”
She blinks, eyes reverting to the color hazel brown, which makes me narrow my eyes.
What the fu.ck is this?
Anja’s eyes were blue last night; now they’re brown?
Just what the fuc.k is going on?
She blinks up at me before sitting up with a groan, and I notice her eyes are blue again.
Am I losing my mind?
Am I seeing things?
“I’m sorry,” Anja mumbles, causing me to shake myself out of thought.
“What happened?”
“My Alpha, she just collapsed!”
I don’t answer Marla; my attention is entirely on Anja
“I’m sorry,” Anja mumbles again as I
