FREYA’S POV

I looked around and was suddenly alone on the dance floor. I looked to my right, and Kian was in a serious discussion with a pack member. I could hear what they were saying, but why was the world moving in slow motion? My head was ringing. I hadn't had alcohol, so why was I feeling this way?

I stumbled trying to get to Kian, but my feet felt heavy, and I felt dizzy and hot.

What is wrong with me?

“Whoa, you smell so good,” a boy I hadn't seen before said. I struggled to ...