When I came into it, I was lying on a bed. I looked around and noted that I was in a well-furnished bedroom. The curtains were closed, hence I knew it was still night. I could see the trees outside as the wind picked up. I lifted my body from the bed and groaned as my head hurt. I was in brutal pain as I sat down and rubbed my temples.
"I can smell our mate. " My wolf rose and paced.
"Shit," I cursed out loud and attempted to stand up. But my body gave way and my stomach growled hungrily and I sat back on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Everest's voice rose from the door.
I turned to stare at him. He had no shirt and his upper torso was so well-built that I swallowed hard, admiring him with no shame. My eyes lifted to his, and he laughed. " Even when you are this sick, you have time to be shameless?"
"Why don't you have a shirt on?:" I managed to utter.
"This is my house. I can do whatever I want. " He chuckled.
