He rubbed his temples, trying to force the fog out of his mind. Flashes of the previous evening came to him in bits and pieces—meeting with the human businessmen, that unsettling sense of fear and agitation he'd felt through his mate bond with Anne, rushing to call her, and then... Jessica. She had been at the hotel bar. His heart clenched as he tried to remember what had happened after that, but it was all a blur.
Suddenly, he froze. Someone was besides him in bed.