Royal Alpha Roar.
“She was acting mad!”
“In front of your guests!”
“We saw it, Linda…please.” Jeremiah raises a hand as I wait outside my own door. Venus is inside with one other, checking on her. Just after she marred my face.
The look in her eyes was horror, ghostly…like she was seeing out of the realm of earth. That is where my concern lies. Not the sharp pain. Not the cut that streaked my face before healing in seconds. None of that. The mark us already gone, save for a faint red streak. It’s the madness in her eyes I can’t shake.
“Could it be the alcohol? Maybe she had too much, and her wolf is weak—”
“Alcohol?” I look at Rita. No one told me Serayah was drinking. We’ve been here for over two hours and not a soul thought to mention it? I glance at the door again, pacing, letti
