The words from my chemistry textbook blurred together. All I could think about was last night. The feeling of his hands on my skin, his breath on my neck, the way my body had betrayed me so completely. I needed to talk to someone.

I needed to tell my best friend, Rhea. But how? What would I even say? "That mysterious, masked Alpha broke into my room and touched me until I cried, and now I can't stop thinking about him?" It sounded insane.