First Person POV
Coffee. Right. Two creamer, three sugar. What can I say? I like it hot and sweet.
I reach for my phone and begin scrolling through the news.
New pack laws recently announced- I’ll review that later.
The Den had a new litter of kits initiated into the clan- I’ll send them a card after the meeting.
The Council of Magical Beings have requested an audience with me. Hmm, I wonder what they want?
Oh well. No time to ponder. I’ll find out soon enough.
I look down at Loki and sigh. “Well boy, any words of wisdom for me?” Mrrreeow.
“Well that helps. Thank you oh wise one.” Mrrreeeeeoowww.
“Alright, I’ll feed you ya fat cat. Just give me a minute.”
Setting my coffee down I reach for the food and dole out the daily meal. Loki purring happily at my feet.
“Okay boy, this is it until later when I get home. Today will be a busy day. Maybe one of the council members can help me with my dreams.” Hope kindles inside but I squash it before I get too excited.
Grabbing my purse I dump the coffee into the sink and walk out the door.
It’s not that I’m not excited to meet with the council members.. I just feel that my hours are best spent elsewhere. Like my job. My life’s work.
It’s not easy being a part of the were community with no inner beast to shift into so it’s easier to throw myself into my career and help others.
But, I digress. I’m good at what I do. As the liaison between magical beings and humans I spend many a day being dragged from one end of the globe to the other.
The only downside? It’s lonely.