Juliette
I wake up with a huge gasp, my hands instinctively going to my neck. Then my face. Then my body. I scramble from the bed ignoring the well known headache, and immediately trip on a chair.
“s**t!” I mutter as I feel my pinkie start throbbing. I begin to look around, barely regaining balance in time to avoid kissing the floor, all in a search for a mirror.
I pause in front of the full length mirror that not only confirmed that I am very much alive and physically unharmed, but also that I am back home, back in my room, back in Crescent Moon pack.
"Mother fucker!" I half chuckle, half curse. "Don't tell me…" I went back to search for my phone, to confirm today's date. Indeed, the little gadget sat neatly on my bedside table, next to the lamp, just like all those other times befor
