Brenna POV

Shifter. . . wolf. . . werewolf. . .

Did he just say that to me? I mean, I’m drunk, but no way am I that far gone. Am I?

Between the alcohol and what Kieran said my head was spinning. I rubbed at both temples hoping the throbbing would stop. I needed to get it together.

Maybe I misheard him?

I looked over to see Kieran still kneeling on the floor before me. His rain-tousled hair hung loosely in his face and began ...