*MIRA’S POV*
*Ten minutes earlier…*
“Grayson?” I huffed, feeling disappointed. “Wrong room, you pervert. Your girlfriend's room is down the hall…”
“Oh, I’m right where I want to be,” he whispered.
“Are you drunk? It’s Mira, you dumb*ss!” I grumbled. “Now, get the h*ll out of my room!”
He inched closer to me and I finally saw him in the darkness.
“Why do you look like you're about to shift? Get out! I don’t need a babysitter!” I hissed.
It must have been the alcohol that was making me so clueless, because it never once occurred to me that Grayson was there to abduct me…
He slapped a hand over my mouth then growled. “No more talking…”
Only then did the reality of what was happening finally set in. I started kicking and tried to scream, but he tied a gag tightly around my mouth. He rolled me onto my stomach and held me down while binding my hands behind my back.
Grayson was the mole? How was that possible? I had to warn Trae, even if he was a jerk…