JoJo
"Hey," someone says to me and when I flutter my eyes wide open, it is too early in the morning for anyone to want to have a conversation. Roane and Madam Mia are sound asleep on their own beds and there's no one else nearby tapping me awake.
So I figure it must be my dream.
I shut my eyes to re-attempt sleep. But then the voice comes out a little louder this time around and I waste no time recognizing who it belongs to.
Gratsiya, my inner werewolf.
A surprise, granted that she rarely speaks to me this early. What exactly is she doing? It has been a while since she even bothered to say anything at all. "Rise and shine, little birdie.”
"It's too early to rise, Gratsiya." I reply her sleepy-eyed, without actually opening my mouth, of course.
"Happy birthday."
"Hmmm?" Madam Mia h
