There was something supremely hopeful about the smell of coffee on a crisp fall morning, and when Charley made her way down to the kitchen, the dark shadows that had haunted her all night finally began to shrink.
Taking in the sight, she couldn’t help but smile.
Sunshine. Coffee. Friends. The vampire she was madly in love with.
It felt like the universe was conspiring to give her a second chance at a better day. Was there anything more promising?
“Good morning, beautiful.” Dorian rose from the table in the breakfast nook, where he, Aiden, and Cole had been huddling over a pair of laptops, a tablet, and enough printouts to wallpaper the kitchen.
“There’s our little speed demon,” Cole said, winking as Dorian came to press a soft kiss to her cheek. The wolf mimicked a crazy steering mane
