Milena ~
The world holds many sweet things: food and drinks. Nothing compares to the pleasant scent, causing my mouth to respond before my mind does. I’m sad my nose only gets to feed on it. I wish my mouth could get a taste. This scent made my dream beautiful.
But why isn’t my head throbbing? They say when a person gets drunk, their head aches and stomach churns. Or was it a dream, Alpha Dragomir’s words and getting me drunk?
Did I imagine it all?
Peeking, my eyes run through the bed but meet with an empty space. No presence of Alpha Dragomir. Not even a shadow. I take a deep breath of relief as my mind settles.
Lifting my gaze and looking at the pillow angle, I gasp, sitting upright as my eyes widen.
My face twists. What is this?
Picking up the thick, ornate jacket, I scan throu
