Molly
I stir slowly, shifting beneath the soft weight of the blanket, then flinch a little as I sit up. The room is still warm, wrapped in that quiet, late afternoon glow where the sun is up but no longer trying too hard.
I blink and look around.
No Charles.
For a second I just sit there, staring at the empty space beside me. He said he’d be back soon. Soon is very vague for someone who is a werewolf alpha billionaire with meetings and secrets.
I push myself out of bed and stretch, arms reaching over my head. The room feels even bigger when I’m standing. Beautiful, yes. Luxurious, sure. But also oddly lonely without him here. It’s just walls and silence
I can’t just stay here.
I walk to the door, open it, and step into the hallway. The corridor stretches in both directions, lined
