Chapter 8

Zira’s POV

As I started to wake up, my head felt like it was going to burst. My brain was having it’s open personal rave inside my head. The light from the window didn’t do me any favors. My eyes could barely open as I tried to focus on my surroundings.

Surroundings that didn’t look so familiar. This room felt huge, way bigger than mine. The walls weren’t the usual deep red but more of a deep almond wood, and my usual Betty Boop clock was replaced by a Batman clock next to the bed, and the bed was definitely bigger than my queen size.

Wait, this isn’t my room, I thought to myself.

‘And this guy isn’t our mate,’ my wolf Nina growled.

‘What are you talking—’ I stopped when I noticed there was someone’s weight on top of me. Oh shit! How the hell did I miss that?

He was snoring softly and I could feel his warm breath against my neck. I could barely move my head to look at him so I tried my best to get a side view. His black