Chapter 5

I blacked out.

My head was pounding.

The scene before my eyes sent a jolt of terror through me.

A pale-skinned, long-haired man lay beside me, completely naked.

His shoulders, chest, and abdomen were covered in scratches and bite marks.

And I wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing either.

The air hung thick with the scent of some bodily fluid, mingled with the pheromones of two Alphas.

Clearly, this man was also an Alpha.

I had slept with an Alpha who wasn't Jasper?

The thought left my mind utterly blank.

I checked myself. No obvious discomfort down there.

I was on top?

Just as I thought about quietly making my escape,

The man’s eyes snapped open without warning.

He stretched lazily, like a regal Persian cat.

The blanket slid off his body.

His chest muscles were well-defined, his abs sculpted, and his V-line sharp.

A vein above his lower abdomen pulsed twice.

He was a muscular power bottom Alpha.

My mind went blank for a second, and then I blurted out:

"We’re both Alphas, I don’t need to take responsibility for you, right?"

"Hmm?" The man emitted a low, lazy hum from his nose.

Then he propped his head on his elbow, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Do you want to take responsibility?"

As I fully took in his face, I realized he was strikingly handsome, almost aggressively so.

I swallowed hard. "Can I… not?"

"You can."

"Then, farewell."

I scrambled into my clothes and bolted.