Pheromonal: One Night With the Alpha - Chapter 91: Reaction

... d an inch. Cold sweat breaks out across my forehead. I feel horrible.

"How long?" The words scratch past my raw throat. "Before it’s through my whole body?"

"Already is." Jim doesn’t bother opening his eyes, head still tipped back against his chair.

I stare at my arm where the purple lines only reach my shoulder. "That’s impossible. The marks haven’t spread past—"

"Those are just a different kind of progress." His tone carries the same bored indifference as always ...