I straightened my dress, slipped into my flip-flops, and made my way to the door.
The hallway was dimly lit, quiet. I opened the door, took one step out—and slammed face-first into what I thought was a wall.
Hard.
I recoiled, instantly confused. “What the hell—”
Wait. That wasn’t the wall. The hallway didn’t just shift overnight, right? There used to be at least five solid steps of open space between my door and the opposite side.
But I hadn’t hit stone.
It was warm. Solid.
And then I was being held in place—strong hands gripping my arms, steadying me before I could stumble back.
And that scent.
Gods.
It was rich, deep, a little wild, and completely overwhelming. My breath caught in my throat, and I tilted my head up instinctively.
Alpha Black.
Of course it was.
My eyes widene
