Ashley's POV
After returning to the room, I locked the door behind me and headed straight to the bathroom.
Standing in front of the sink, I stared at the woman in the mirror.
This isn't me.
The hair that was neatly combed earlier was now a complete mess, damp and sticking to my cheeks and neck.
My collarbone and shoulders were covered in countless dark red marks.
They were Hebert's.
I yanked off the torn white bathrobe I was wearing and tossed it into the laundry bin in the corner.
Turning on the faucet, I let cold water rush over my burning hands.
Even now, my fingers wouldn't stop trembling uncontrollably.
It felt like traces of that Alpha's overwhelming heat were still lingering there.
I couldn't believe I had actually done that.
Hebert's rut had be
