Chapter 33

Christina's POV I looked at Hudson, caught completely off guard for a moment, then kicked off my designer heels and slipped into the slippers.Until that moment, I hadn't realized how badly my feet were aching. The soft fleece wrapped around my toes, warmth spreading up my legs and settling warmly in my chest. My heart started racing. Hudson draped a massive blanket over my lap, covering my thin dress. He leaned in slightly, his scent of pine washing over me. "If you need anything, call for me through our link. I'm just taking a call over there." His voice was low, meant only for me, protective alpha energy radiating from him. Then he disappeared toward the stairwell. Willow and Clive Granger kept throwing side-glances my way, their faces flickering between curiosity, doubt, and full-blown suspicion. I ignored them and watched Hudson through the glass as he leaned against the stairwell wall, lighting a cigarette while he talked on the phone. Every few seconds, he'd tilt his head and gla