I jolted awake, heart pounding. Sunlight streamed through my cheap blinds, painting stripes across my bed.
That's when I saw the time.
My alarm hadn't gone off.
"No, no, no, no!" I scrambled for my phone. 8:45 AM. Orientation started at 9.
I'd never dressed so fast in my life. The suit was wrinkled from being stuffed in my suitcase, but it was the only professional outfit that had survived Lily's rampage. My hair refused to cooperate, so I pulled it back in a hasty bun that I hoped looked intentional rather than desperate.
My wolf was suspiciously calm about the whole thing.
"Why aren't you freaking out?" I demanded, hopping on one foot while trying to put on heels. "This is our dream job!"
Everything right, she purred. Trust.
"You're being weird, and I don't have
