SUMMER
I slept poorly and dreamed about all three of them.
And before you get any ideas, no, it wasn’t like the dream with Rhett before. In the dream, I was running through the labyrinth and I kept running into each of them, and yet I couldn’t stop, I just kept running and running. Not sure from what or to whom.
I woke up at six-thirty feeling like a person who had run a marathon while drowning.
Seeing that I couldn’t go back to sleep, I went for a shower, got dressed in the first thing I touched in the closet — a soft cream sweater, jeans, and went downstairs.
The breakfast room was warm.
Elara was at the head of the table, where Alpha Darren usually sat — Alpha Darren was not there — with a notebook open in front of her, a pen in her hand, and the particular contained excitement of
