POV: SAINT
I woke up early this morning, having spent yesterday in bed due to a relentless headache that left me feeling drained. I decided it was best to take it easy. When I glanced at the clock, it was already past 6 AM. I could hear some commotion downstairs, likely Aunt Cee and Bethany bustling about.
After some thinking, I decided to tell Jackson that I wanted to take care of Tom in the mornings-bathing and feeding him. Not only would it allow us to bond, but Tom was quite the talkative person, which would help distract me from my worries, especially with what's going on in the pack.
I had stopped training with the warriors; Jackson insisted it was for my own safety, at least until things settled down. Since I was awake, I switched on the small lamp beside my bed to illuminate t
