I awaken to grandpa slamming my bedroom door open. “What’s this I hear about Alex shifting in broad daylight?!?” He practically roars.
I reach to turn on my lamp but end up smacking Alex in the face instead, making him yelp. “No one saw,” I mumble, still half asleep. The lamp clicks on and I think Alex must have found the switch.
“That’s not what I care about. How did Alex manage to shift?”
I shrug and pull the blanket over my head.
“No, we need to get to the bottom of this.” Grandpa pulls Alex away from me, and I’m briefly glad that he’s still mostly clothed before I remember to be annoyed.
I follow them out of the room, grabbing a pair of sweatpants on my way out. “Grandpa, can this wait ‘til morning.”
“Alfred,” Dan says, following grandpa and Alex, “you’re scaring them. Let them
