[Sera]
I wake up with that familiar knot in my gut, the kind that twists tighter as the full moon creeps closer. It's like my body's got its own lunar calendar, reminding me that tonight, I'll be playing host to the world's most reluctant werewolf hookup.
The words I spat at Killian last time echo in my head like a bad remix: "Do you always have to leave like you're sneaking out of a crime scene?" God, I sounded pathetic. Needy. Like some clingy side chick begging for scraps. And his response? A casual reminder to pop my pill, like I was just another item on his to-do list. Swallow your pride, Sera. Along with the contraception.
By the time I drag myself to the coffee shop for the morning shift, I'm already running on fumes. The place is a zoo—suits and skirts lining up for their caffei
