Chapter Twenty-One-Blaire

I'm sure I peed on myself again. That would explain the trickle down my leg, since my panties were nowhere in sight.

You'd think I would have gotten over the surprise of supernatural males in my life, but nay nay, obviously not. I stumbled from the bedroom, and began searching the floor for my alpha mate's phone. If I hadn't realized how much my life had changed already, the dragon and alpha fighting in the other room was a big slap to the face.

The sound of them demolishing the building rang loud into the air. I felt the floor tremble as they fought, and I knew it would only be minutes before someone from the floor below sent for the manager or the cops.

I found Luther's phone against the hallway wall where he'd previously had be trapped—what a wonderful memory—if only we were still in that position on the nonexistent bed.

With his phone in my hand, I scrolled his contacts until I saw Marcus' number. For some reason him being there first made me feel more protected than Scotty.

"Hell