Jessica woke up in an unfamiliar room. Grey walls, white furniture. Soft teal sheets covered Jessica. A brushed silver chandelier light illuminated the room. Stretching in the comfortable, plushy bed, Jessica took in her surroundings.
Turning over on her side she looked at Mace who was sitting in a white wooden chair in the corner of the room, watching her. Curtains to the balcony doors were pulled closed providing them privacy. “Mace. What’s going on? Where am I?”
Keeping his hands clasped together in his lap, he sat for a moment shifting through his thoughts. Where did he start? Last night drank from her, his mate, but only a little. Technically it was just a taste not a true drink.
Enough of a taste to know she was more than just a human. No, she had wolf blood in her, he could taste
