The morning light slipped through the thin blinds, painting stripes across my blanket and the messy floor.
My eyes fluttered open, groggy, weighed down by the chaos of the last few days.
Crazy. Absolutely, unreasonably batshit crazy.
Nicklaus.
That name alone made my stomach churn.
Irritating didn't even begin to cover it.
The way he leaned into every space, smirked at everything, and seemed to deliberately push Elias to the brink, it was exhausting.
I shifted under the sheets, trying to untangle myself from the twisted mess of blankets, feeling the soft thrum of my heartbeat.
Then there was Valeria. That witch. That cruel bastard.
Disappeared without a trace. She had probably returned to the packs, since Rowan said she would be dealt with.
And Professor Reed, who had vanished yesterday, shortly after Elias had told his friends about what he had shown me in his office.
I couldn't help but feel a prick of guilt.
