Bailee’s POV
I’m living Groundhog Day if seems, once again I’m sitting in the Alpha’s office, the men in my life arguing around me as I stare unseeingly at the wall across from the couch where I’m perched.
‘How can they make it Monday?’ Isaac is demanding, slamming his fist down on Caden’s desk as his temper gets the better of him. ‘Don’t these assholes have anything else to do, surely there are some witches somewhere that have formed an illegal coven or a vampire sect killing off too many humans in one place and drawing attention to themselves?’
‘They are the Council, they can choose to see our case when they feel like it son’ my father sighs deeply, rubbing his temples with his thumb and forefinger.
‘Can we contest it? Say we need more time’ my brother asks turning toward Caden quest
