So was Rayner, who had only bothered to put on pants and was drinking a cup of tea. The male looked exhausted. Granted, he was still recouping the power he’d used to save Sorin and Scarlett from those feline-type creatures. In fact, Rayner was the main reason Scarlett hadn’t gone for the lock yet. But this was a different type of exhaustion. As if the mere idea of putting on a shirt was too much.
