Presidential Suite
Eira lay on the bed, wrapped in a robe and a thick blanket. Natalie had taken off her wet coat and shoes, but her clothes were still damp.
Without the cold water, the heat inside her came roaring back.
She twisted under the blanket and clawed at her collar.
"Easy."
Alpha Killian caught her wrists before she could hurt herself.
Eira looked up at him. Her eyes were unfocused, and her breathing came in short, uneven bursts.
She fought him again.
Alpha Killian used his tie to bind her wrists loosely together.
"Tell Wood to step on it."
"He's on his way up," Natalie said.
Eira pulled against the tie and let out a weak sound. Alpha Killian leaned closer to check the knot, and her warm breath brushed his face.
Her scent hit him a second lat
