Chapter 54

Draven's POV I stumbled through the party hall,my vision getting worse with each step. Was yesterday's hangover still affecting me? But that didn't make sense,I'd only had one drink. Alaric was trying to warn me about something,but his presence felt distant,like he was behind a thick fog. I needed to find Ryan urgently. The room tilted dangerously as I searched the crowd,faces becoming indistinguishable blurs. My Alpha strength should have metabolized whatever alcohol I'd consumed,but instead,I felt weaker by the second. Suddenly,I felt slender arms snake around my waist and caught a whiff of overpowering floral perfume that made my stomach turn. Before I could react,Ella Howard was pressing herself against me,her voice grating in my ear. "Alpha Draven,you don't look well. Let me help you,"she purred,her grip surprisingly strong as she guided me through the ballroom. I tried to protest,but my tongue felt heavy in my mouth. "Need... to find... Ryan," I managed to slur. "Oh,I'll take car