A loud screeching ring tone resounded through my bed chambers jolting me awake. I groaned in irritation. I lazily rolled over to answer it but by the time I reached my end table it had gone to voicemail. I sighed and squinted at the contact’s name. I frowned and scoffed seeing Colt had called me.
I had been waiting for much too long for information from him that I thought I was swindled. It seems I was wrong. I looked at the clock on the wall and sighed knowing I was going to hear hell for sleeping during the night again.
Even if it was only four in the morning the coven would still see this as a sign of weakness. I had been sleeping more and more during the nighttime creating mass concern from our people. Our coven Doctor had said I was depressed and needed to take my anti-depressants
