Sophia
I got up early, my nose being tickled by something feathery. I pop one eye open and notice Blaze’s face up close and personal, in full HD. His eyes are similar to the inside of a volcano, a reminder of the demon that he is. But the little beast woke me up, and I’m close to shifting into my wolf chasing him away.
Suffice to say, mine and Greyson’s drinking last night is not without consequence. I’m the first one to admit I lost count after we opened the third bottle of poisonous alcohol. Werewolf or not, anyone would get a hangover after that and I have not been excepted.
“What do you want?” I grumble at an unimpressed cat that is currently standing on all fours on my chest, crowding me in with his judgy eyes.
“Your warriors are all ready to go. You were meant to meet them in the
