LESLEY'S POV

I barely got out of bed that morning when my alarm went off. My head was pounding, and I felt sick to the core. Even my wolf whimpered at every movement of my body. I crawled out of bed, into the bathroom, and threw my insides in the toilet.

'Wait a second,' I muttered to myself. I know what that was! But why? How did I wake up with a hangover? I did not drink any alcohol last night. I think so?

My wolf had no explanations either. Unless we had been drugged. But there was no one else in the house last night. Except. I frowned as...