Trigger warning. The chapter mentions assault. Please don't read if this may trigger you.
Third Person POV
It was working. He was already exhibiting signs that the drug was affecting him. He pulled at his shirt, his face flushed as I slowly led him out of the function room and towards a hotel room that I'd already checked in under a different name.
"So hot," he panted.
"It's okay. After some rest, you'll feel better," she soothed, opening the door and slowly going to the bed.
He sat, breathing heavily, ripping off his bow tie and undoing the buttons of his shirt with shaking hands.
She closed the door and carefully locked it.
"I feel funny," he mumbled.
Even for an Alpha, the drug was impossible to resist.
Perfect.
She was confident her plan would work.
She sashayed towa
