KARINA
Sunlight pierced the narrow gap in the heavy blackout curtains, stabbing directly into my eyes like a blade. To make matters worse, my head pounded with a vicious, relentless throb that was so painful.
In addition to that, every muscle in my body felt like it was encased in solid lead, a lingering, miserable side effect of the sedative Julian pumped into my system the night before.
I groaned, burying my face into the soft pillow of my private bedroom suite. We were back to the Pack.
“You are lucky I did not tear that boy’s head off in the garden,” Kole’s voice cut through the quiet room, devoid of any sympathy.
Rolling over, I found him standing near the foot of my bed. His arms were crossed tightly over his chest, his jaw rigid with a cold, simmering anger. He wore a simple da
