Annie's POV
I had spent most of the day asleep, waking in the late afternoon. Somehow waking to feel more tired despite spending most of the day sleeping. Unusually exhausted, it was an actual struggle for me to keep my eyes open as I chucked on the first things my hands landed on. Not caring what I looked like, my hair looked like a haystack when I looked in the mirror.
Who would have thought shifting would be so exhausting? I hoped it wasn’t like this every time I shifted. Grabbing Enzo’s phone, I tried to ring Brenda, but she didn’t answer. Dropping the phone on the bed, I pulled my hair into a messy bun, deciding to look for Enzo. Stepping out of the room, Andrea was waiting by the door.
“Morning,” I tell him. Andrea laughs.
“You mean afternoon, my Queen.” My brows furrow as I look
