KATHERINE
When I woke up two mornings after the disaster at the restaurant, it was to the soft, rhythmic chirping of birds outside my window, a room flooded with crisp winter sunshine, and a profound, bone-deep sense of rest unlike anything I had experienced in my entire life.
Whoa, I thought, my eyelids fluttering open as I let out a long, cat-like stretch beneath the heavy duvet. I actually slept. I mean... really, deeply slept.
My limbs felt blissfully heavy and relaxed, my muscles loose, and my mind was astonishingly clear. I couldn't remember the last time I hadn't woken up with a knot of anxiety twisting in my chest, hyper-vigilant and bracing for the next blow. But for the past forty-eight hours, that frantic, exhausting survival mode had completely vanished.
My wolf was quiet t
