Julian’s Point of View
After racing around in the woods, I shifted back and took my bath. After attending to the pack duties, I went to the study to finally have a breather from my stressful routine when Sophia barged into the room with a solemn look on her face.
I sighed as I rubbed my temples. What was it again? I closed the files on the table with a thud, looking up to find Sophia standing by the door, her arms crossed, bottom lip jutted out in a pout that screamed pay attention to me. I didn’t even attempt to hide my disinterest.
“What is it now, Sophia?” I muttered.
Instead of answering, she whined—a long, dramatic sound that made me wince—and marched toward me with the confidence of someone who wouldn’t take no for an answer. Without hesitation, she sat herself right on my lap, m
