C39 The alpha and his mate

Hazel knew she was as light as a feather even before scooting off the bed. When her feet touched the floor, she felt a reasonable amount of energy—energy enough for her to get to the balcony. The room was getting very stuffy.

She could not make up to three steps. Light as a feather, she wobbled, her body falling sideways to meet the floor.

"Hazel!"

She saw a shadow move