Kyra's POV
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away the sleep. The first thing I saw was Nathan's warm brown eyes looking at me so gently it made my heart skip a beat. Even Sylvia moved happily inside me, just because he was here.
"I was too rough last night. I'm sorry," he whispered.
I turned to face him and pressed my hands between my cheek and the pillow. "Thank you," I said softly—not just for caring, but for saving me last night.
He smiled. His fingers gently touched my bare shoulder, sending little sparks through my body. "Feeling better?"
I nodded and bit my lip as I remembered last night. "Those guys... last night..."
"I already reported them," Nathan said. "They're with the authorities now. I'll make sure my enforcers follow up and they'll be punished by pack law."
"I think someone else was involved," I said quietly. "The drug was from the party. Someone at the Foster Empire celebration."
