Camilla’s POV
His hand was warm, and the warmth melted my iced heart- it gave me the comfort I needed.
With my hand held in his, he led me out of the club through the back exit. A car was parked there- as if the driver was waiting for us. The car door opened and a young man who seemed to be the driver alighted, approaching us.
“Alpha,” he bowed his head as he stood in front of the stranger that was holding my hand in his.
“Take us to the hotel,” the stranger ordered the driver and with that, we zoomed off.
The ride to the hotel was blurry. I could barely see anything again. My head was spinning, my body ached, and the chilling night air seeped into my bones.
We arrived at the hotel which was in a discreet and quiet area- the kind of environment where secrets remained hidden
