Stella Lockheed
So, the night had done its vanishing act. You know, that thing where darkness just gives up and lets the sun take over? Yeah, that happened. After yapping it up with Willow and having that weirdly cute pink kitty by my side, it's like the whole universe conspired to let me sleep without those freaking nightmares. No bony-crown-wearing shadows stabbing my heart this time. And guess what? No creepy lurking figure in my room either. Thank goodness for small mercies, right?
With all the crazy stuff that's been going on—like finding out I've got four mates, and oh, by the way, I'm a puny human in this circus of supernatural creatures—it's kinda weird that I'm not pulling my hair out. It's like I've got an "unbothered" sign hanging over my head.
I stretched out in bed, soakin
