RAIN
The morning light felt too damn bright for the pounding inside my head. I groaned for the hundredth time, rubbing my temples while desperately trying to piece together fragments of last night’s celebration.
The territory is filled with visitors from neighboring packs after so many years. For once, everything felt like it used to before. Back when I didn’t have to worry about rogues and random packs robbing us, knowing that we’re barely holding it together.
Everything was going well, and exactly as I hoped for, until it wasn’t. What the hell did I do that I blacked out?
I clenched my fists while staring at the reflection in the mirror. My eyes are bloodshot, and I could still smell her on me. No, I don’t just smell a faint scent on me. I reek of Chelsie’s scent, and I f*****g hate
