Conrad POV
I wake up quite refreshed at 8 am. It's interesting not being woken up by a crisis in the pack. I'm also surprised that Cordelia didn't wake up in a fury when she realized I drugged her. I stick my head out to listen and realize she is still breathing so I just leave her.
I order breakfast and have it delivered to the room. Full English with extra bacon. I enjoy my meal, get ready for the day, and pack ready to leave. It's now 9:30 and check-out is at 10 am. I'm going to have to wake the witch up.
I stare at her asleep on the couch. It's not pretty at all. Snoring away, limbs everywhere and make-up smeared across her face as she drools on the pillow. I don't want to get her scent on me again so I have to work out a way to do this without touching her. My eyes see the champa
