I felt myself being nudged awake, my arm starting to hurt. I swatted at the hand, trying not to wake up.
“Leave me alone, I’m busy.” I mumbled, feeling an arm pull me closer to a body. My uninjured arm slid under the pillow, my injured arm resting on my head. A couple minutes later, my leg started gently shaking again. “I said leave me alone!” I shouted, smacking the arm of whoever was shaking me. They finally left me alone and I was able to fall back asleep peacefully.
“Alpha Wyatt! Alpha Xander!” My eyes flew open at the sound of Chelsea’s voice, and I turned to see her crying. Wyatt and Xander sat up, startled. “Monica is missing! She won’t answer my calls or texts!” I looked at the time and yawned; it was 2 pm and that was the best sleep I’d gotten in weeks, possibly months. I slow
