RHYS
I could not remember what had woken me up but I wasn’t a deep sleeper anyways. I was asleep and then, I wasn’t, staring idly at my ceiling. Falling back to sleep would take a while and Tilly wasn’t close enough to get me a drink. Nightmares stemmed from the wars I had fought for my pack at an early age. My demons were bigger than I thought.
My room seemed like it was getting smaller so I walked out of it, coming to my balcony to get some air. My throat was dry and the night was cold. Werewolves had bodily heat thankfully, so I barely felt the chilly breeze. It was then I noticed movement from the direction of the medical division.
The door was opened carefully and at first, I had presumed it was Fitzwilliam. He was so obsessed with his latest researches on medical advances
