Dougy’s POV
I wake up alone, although I’m not entirely surprised by this. It figures that Isabell would leave after practically accusing me of raping her last night. What does surprise me is the banging on my door. I look at the clock on the bedside table. 7:44 am. Ugh! It’s kind of early, but whatever. Normally I would have been up long before now, but I was up late partying last night after the pack run was over.
I climb out of bed, throw on my kilt, and go answer the incessant pounding which is starting to make my head ache. How much did I drink last night? It couldn’t have been more than two or three glasses of wolf strength ouzo.
I open the door to find my brother in law Leonard out in the hallway.
“Can I help you with something?” I ask semi politely. “Or has Izzy bl
