I looked at the empty glass near the bedside table. My hand still trembled slightly. I had mixed the sleeping powder a strong human sedative into his wine glass. It worked fast on a normal person and it was going to take a while for a wolf especially and Alpha but he was drunk.
I just drugged the man I love.
A wave of crushing guilt hit me, cold and sharp. I had to push it away. If I let myself think about the cruelty of this act, I would stop, and if I stopped, I would stay.
You have to go, Faith. This is the only way.
I moved quickly and silently, adrenaline erasing my exhaustion. I didn't take much. A few changes of clothes and the sturdy boots I kept hidden under the bed.
The next part was the hardest, and the most shameful.
I slipped out of the bedroom and padded down the hall
