A groan came from Zalena as her head pounded, how much did she have to drink last night? She couldn’t exactly remember, the most she remembered was that there were at least two drinks involved before everything had started to turn fuzzy. Her wolf groaned at the harshness of the sunlight coming through the curtains, and Zalena couldn’t agree more with her. She had slid out from under the warm blanket covers and immediately shivered, just how cold was this motel?

She paused as she ...