Marilyn's POV
I'm in heat.
There's nothing worse for an Omega wolf in heat than going into estrus in a public setting. Thankfully, I caught it in time, and the situation wasn't too dire yet, but in another ten minutes, I couldn't predict what might happen.
I set down my wine glass and strode purposefully towards the rooms upstairs where guests could rest. The high slit in my skirt swayed with my movements, revealing a glimpse of snow-white beneath.
I called over a passing waiter, got a room key, and then dialed Lynn's number.
After a few monotone dialing sounds, Lynn didn't answer.
I took a slow, deep breath, thinking about Karl being with him, so I sent Karl a message.
[Karl, ask Lynn to come to Room 407 upstairs.]
