Delphine
I woke up to the soft light of dawn streaming through the small window of my room. For a moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling.
My ankle throbbed faintly, a sharp reminder of last night’s chaos. Swallowing my discomfort, I reached out into the recesses of my mind, searching for Edna.
All that greeted me was her soft hum. I tried to speak to her, but there was no response.
“Still nothing,” I muttered, the emptiness in my mind like a gaping wound.
Disappointment weighed heavy in my chest, but I pushed it aside and swung my legs over the side of the bed.
With a wince, I stood, balancing most of my weight on my good foot. There was no time to dwell on my wolf’s absence or my fears. If I wanted to quietly get to work without Teresa’s nagging, I would have to hurry up.
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