Katelyn rubbed the damp strands of her hair with a towel, still distracted by the pheromonal scent of Sage. Dressed in fresh clothes, she stood before the mirror, staring at her reflection.
'Why did he even bring me here?' she thought. 'He's not letting me leave tonight. And Father… how could he agree to this? Isn't he worried that his daughter is staying under an Alpha's roof?'
She sighed, lowering the towel onto the nearby chair before stepping out of the room. Her bare feet made soft sounds against the wooden stairs as she descended to the drawing room. Sage was standing near the warm glow of the fireplace with his phone in hand.
"How did you know my size?" Katelyn asked, folding her arms across her chest, her tone edged with suspicion.
