Veronica POV
She knocked softly on the wooden door marked Alpha, unsure if this was the right move.
Brax opened a different door just down the hallway, shirtless, a towel slung around his neck, damp hair curling slightly at the ends.
“You changed rooms,” she said before she could stop herself.
He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his bare chest. “Yeah,” he replied casually, as if it meant nothing. “I needed space.”
She nodded, eyes darting down his chest before snapping back up. “Right. Of course. Space.”
His gaze swept over her, slow and unreadable. “Did you come looking for me?”
“I did,” she said, lifting her chin a little. “Can I come in?” He stepped aside, letting her pass.
The room was darker than she expected. More private. More… intimate. There was a warmth to
