SAFE HOUSE
POV DESMOND
When we got back to the house I went and passed out on the bed in the back. My sleep schedule has been messed up since I got here. Even when I was awake, my body still wanted me to sleep. By the time I woke back up again, I could see outside that it was evening time.
I still had my phone off and Nathaniel had put it in one of the bedside drawers. I left it there as I made my way back out into the living room. Thankfully, one of the shifters had given me some sweatpants and a T-shirt to wear.
Samuel handed me a cup of coffee, "Here, you look like you need it." I thanked him and sat down on the couch. They all looked exhausted in their own way. I'm sure ruminating on the same question day in and day out would be mentally taxing.
I took a few sips of the bitter cof
