I woke up late, but I did hear Elijah whispering goodbye to me. Now that he was gone, I took a shower and wore the dress from last night. I was still sore because Elijah got big stuff. But that doesn’t change the fact that I felt easy on my shoulders. I have shared my worries with him and he promised to take care of me and help me get my wolf.
Just when I was all set to leave the room, the door opened and in came Vania. Her eyes were bloodshot red and her veins popping when seeing me in the guestroom.
“Why the heck are you here?” she didn’t even wait for me to answer her and raised her hand to hit me. Something must have changed in me. Or how else did I grab her hand and prevent her from hitting me?
This has never happened before. I would usually react and defend myself after getting be
