Chapter 95

His voice trailed off as he slammed the napkin over my mouth and nose. I struggled against his hold but I was no match for his strength. I was trying my best to hold my breath but my lungs began to burn inside, begging to inhale and allow oxygen to fill them. Giving in to their request, I took in a long breath, only to find my body slumping against Malcolm's hold. My mind felt hazy and the room began to spin around me. I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the sleepiness that now seemed to consume me, but it was of no use. I could feel myself slipping deeper and deeper into this spell Malcolm seemed to have put me under. Giving him one last look, I closed my eyes and allowed my body to fully fall against his, feeling the napkin being removed from my face in the process. "Sweet dreams, love," was the last thing I heard before slipping into unconsciousness. Marcus's POV I slowly made my way to my mate's house in my wolf form, my body aching fro