Prologue

“Ugh harder!” I heard a female voice cry out.

Whoever she was, she was getting the pounding of her life by the sounds coming from down the hall. A blush crept over my cheeks and chest as I thought about what must be happening in the room. As I continued to walk down the hallway to my room, I quickened my pace in attempts to give the couple more privacy. I wished I could experience the passion that the happy couple was clearly experiencing. However, as I got closer to my room in the Packhouse, I noticed the woman’s voice get louder.

As I approached my door, a thumping sound accompanied with the soft moans of a female were emanating from my bedroom! I felt my wolf Alya instantly tense and raise her hackles. I felt my eyes dilate to that of my wolf so if there were a threat she could respond accurately.

My hand shook as I grabbed the vintage gold knob. Slowly I opened the door and gasped at the sight before me. It took a few moments for me to register what was going on. An overwhelming wave of bitter betrayal hit me in the face. “What the actual fuck is going on here?” I yelled.