Allison spent the rest of the day holed up in her room watching reruns of Modern Family, covered by a mountain of blankets. The hunter kept a thermos of strong coffee by the bed and a box of potato crisps that she dipped her hand into every once in a while. She should be embarrassed because this isn't how a twenty something year old should be spending her days. But there's nobody here to judge the hunter, for that matter.
For a second, she considered that laziness might be the result of not getting good sleep the night before. Allison couldn't help but think of the night she spent with Alec by her side, hovering over his, a thick arm wrapped around her waist. As if he's scared of letting her go out of his sight.
She's tempted to message the Alpha but didn't want to come across as cling
