Chapter 49
**Warning: BDSM, spanking, whipping, anal play, sexy stuff, etc..
***Kaiden***
I woke up with a parched throat and sored limbs. For a moment, I thought that Mora and I had too much fun last night, but my pounding head reminded me that it was impossible. I had most likely drunk into oblivion.
"Awake?" A mellow voice asks next to me.
I freeze and turn my head sheepishly.
"Hey." I rasp as sexy as possible.
Mora puts her phone down and tugs at a strand of my hair. "Hey yourself. How are you feeling?"
"Like a trainwreck." I bury my face into my pillow and yawn. I look over at the night table but couldn't find my phone.
"Good. Go ahead and wash up. I'll get you some painkillers and breakfast." She flicks my nose and walks out of the bedroom.
It took me a minute but then I sit up abruptly. Good? I massage my pounding head and stumble toward the bathroom.
"Hey. He's awake."
I strain my ears trying to figure out who she's talking to.
"Don't go too hard on him." Raol?
I peep out of the bedroom door and spot the two bodies on the sofa. Carly unwraps the blanket around herself and waddles off the couch.
"What time is it?" She asks, rubbing her face.
"It's about to be 2."
"Did something happen?" I ask. They turn around and stare at me.
"Dude. You look a mess." Raol yawns and stretches.
I run my hands through my hair. "I feel like utter shit. So, I can believe that."
"You got plastered last night." Carly picks up her bag and re-tie her ponytails. "Anyways, Good luck, Alpha."
Luck? Alpha?
"Thanks? I guess. But you didn't answer my question."
"Let's just say. No one had an easy night." Mora walks up to me and pushes me back into the room. "Hurry and wash up. We have a busy day ahead of us."
"We'll be here for you." Raol and Carly wave as they walk out.
I frown and look at Mora. "Did I do something last night?"
She smiles. "What didn't you do?"
Well, fuck. I gulp and withdraw into the bathroom.
So, I brushed my teeth, ate my breakfast, and took my painkillers all the while Mora sipped on her smoothie while watching my every move. I sip my drink and glance at her nervously.
"Are you going to tell me what I did?" I ask and she smiles.
"Wanna take a walk?" Mora presses a kiss to my lips and I readily agreed.
Yeah. I'm starting to think that I murdered somebody.
As we walked, I start to notice the stares. Shit, what the fuck did I do last night?
"Are you feeling better?" she asks, running her thumb on the inside of my wrist. My breath got stuck in my throat and I lick my lips.
"Yeah, I'm feeling fine." I respond and she grins.
"Good. Then let's get down to business." She drags me back to our room and throws me on the bed.
"I'm guessing that I messed up last night? " I felt a shiver run down my spine and wonder if I should be excited or scared.

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