'Not you, I was mind-linking Jordan!' She spoke in a harsh tone.
'It's not a hotel. It's a club with many rooms!' Jordan immediately defended. That had Diana rolling her eyes as she tried to push every door open.
Her impatience was eating her up so she tuned everyone out and called on her wolf for extra speed and to sniff around for Alan.
Once she reached a particular room on the first floor, the door opened without her pushing it and a young man about her age walked out.
Once his eyes met hers, he exclaimed, "Mujer sexy!" His smile widened as he watched the woman's lips curve in distaste. Her eyebrows aggressively curved together.
Before she could ask him anything, she smelt them- a marked human who had not yet been mated with and her werewolf mate- Alan to be precise. Her blood rushed through her body as the words registered in her head.
