~ Corey ~

I didn’t sleep. Not even a damn second.

Every time I shut my eyes, I saw her face again, fierce—standing in that dress with all those people staring like she was some scandal come to life. Maybe she was.

My wolf hasn’t shut up since.

It keeps pacing inside me, growling low, saying her name like a mantra.

I’m three floors down from her. Same hotel, same air, and it’s driving me insane. I can smell her, that wild-soft scent of hers drifting down through the damn vents like ...