Willow POV
The sun broke into my room through a crack in the curtains, and I groaned. I’d barely slept last night. The conversation with Damian kept rolling around in my head. Not to mention the howls I heard. Somehow I knew they weren’t howls from Damian or his people.
I threw the covers back and pushed myself out of bed. My shift at the clinic started early, and a little bit of sleep deprivation never killed anyone.
Ivy yawned in my head. ‘Yet,’ she grumbled. ‘But if someone crosses us today, that might change.’
My lips twitched. Ivy shared my lack of enthusiasm for mornings.
The shower was hot, and once again, I was grateful to Mr. Spence for being an amazing landlord. When the hot water heater broke several months back, he had it fixed within a day. And the new one was leaps an
