26: Cloaked man

I woke up when it was pretty dark into the night. Werewolves didn't get hungover but I felt so tired from all that drinking. I was alone in the room. Walking by the full length mirror, I met the messiness that was my hair and shook my head. It had been hours since Alpha Ryan session with me and there was still over sensation running on my clit.

It was almost midnight when I glanced at the wall clock. It made me feel like most werewolves must have moved out of the pack house by now. I just hoped that they were all able to get on their feet and find what was right for them.

I peeked out of the hallway and it was empty. I wasn't going anywhere specific but I didn't want to feel like I was alone in here so I set out to look for Alpha Ryan.

I was so distracted by my thoughts of him that I didn't realize Beta Devin was coming in the opposite direction until I bumped into him. He was a man with such a huge build, it was just ordinary that hitting him had the impact that made me lose balance