Marcello’s eyes snapped open, pupils shrinking as his amber gaze fixed on the ceiling above him. A sharp breath filled his lungs, and with it came that scent so potent, so intoxicating that his lids fluttered shut in raw bliss.

The beast inside him stirred violently, surging to the surface.

He sat upright in an instant, his gaze scanning the unfamiliar space. A guest room. He ripped the drip from his arm, the heartbeat monitor tearing loose with it. Swinging his legs over the edge of ...